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ce?aceleasi lucruri,altele..imi era doar dor</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4282416927408552098</id><published>2009-11-13T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:25:50.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Niste raspunsuri!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In ce privinta esti cel mai putin inteles ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cand petrec aproape toata ziua prin padure,prin noroaie,intr-o lume unde majoritatea exponentilor sunt barbati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Care e persoana care iti este cea mai loiala ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mama,pentru ca ma iubeste!Deci sigur e mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cine ti-a facut cea mai puternica prima impresie ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bunicul meu,care m-a invatat tot ce stiu!Si stiu ca acum ce uita de sus la mine si e mandru de ceea ce fac!sau macar imi place sa cred asta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ce cuvant unic te descrie cel mai bine ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu,poate ca nu e un cuvant unic,dar eu sunt eu si cu asta inchi raspunsul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cand a fost viata ta scapata de sub control, in ce moment ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probabil cand m-am despartit de un El.Prefer sa nu-mi aduc aminte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Care e fiinta care te face cel mai mult sa zambesti ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu am gasit-o inca,stiu doar ca multi ma fac sa rad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pentru ce ti-ar placea sa fii tinut minte dupa ce vei muri ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pe toti cei care au contat pentru mine,multe persoane la ce am tinut,multe persoane care m-au ranit,nu pot sa restrang grupul deocamdata la o persoana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In ce privinta ai fost cel mai naiv vreodata ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am avut prea multa incredere in cineva,am crezut ca ma va face fericita,am crezut intr-o iubire sa spunem "interzisa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ce ti-e cel mai greu sa ierti ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Atunci cand cineva ma minte pe fata,fara scrupule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Care este domeniul despre care stii cel mai mult ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu stiu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Cand te-ai simtit cel mai singur in toata viata ta ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cand cu toate ca eram inconjurata de prieteni,si avea si eu EL langa mine,in sufletul meu era pustiu,dupa o furtuna cu tunete si cu fulgere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Care e persoana pe care ai urat-o cel mai mult ? De ce ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pe S. de ce?Pentru ca ma iubea ptrea mult,pentru ca imi ierta prea multe!Stiu ca suna ciudat,dar il urasc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Care a fost cea mai frumoasa zi din viata ta ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cate au fost... dar fie aleg 27 Septembrie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cine e iubirea vietii tale ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu am gasit-o pana acum,sau poate ca  nu am profitat eu de ea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Care este persoana cu care ai vrea cel mai tare sa ai o aventura ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exista un baiat(ce baiat ca e barbat in toata firea) care ma inebuneste prin simpla lui prezenta,dar nu poate fi niciodata ceva intre noi!Just friends,dar nu as zice nu la o aventura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Care a fost cel mai frumos peisaj, unul singur, pe care l-ai vazut  vreodata?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peisaj?Piatra Arsa,o motocicleta,gol alpin,cer senin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Care este cel mai frumos cuvant din limba ta ?&lt;/p&gt;Speranta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Care e, pentru tine,  cel mai bun loc in care sa te ascunzi de lume ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In teren,acolo unde nimeni nu ma judeca,nimeni nu ma intreaba unde ma duc,ce fac si de ce fac,suntem doar noi in grup de amici,masinile si tot ce vezi cu ochii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ce-ai vrea cel mai mult sa schimbi in viata ta ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nimic,nu regret nimic!Nu schimb nimic!Totul ramane asa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In bratele cui te-ai duce sa plangi in cel mai cumplit moment al vietii tale  ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In bratele Lui,chiar daca el e cel care a provocat cel mai cumplit moment in viata mea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4282416927408552098?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SsdsDLzrw3I/AAAAAAAAAQg/POi5Z2GVKdg/s72-c/IM000272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-8437270745003013853</id><published>2009-09-07T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:48:52.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuvinte care dau de gandit</title><content type='html'>Citind aiuera bloguri am dat peste &lt;a href="http://www.cabral.ro/"&gt;www.cabral.ro&lt;/a&gt; citind si tot citind am gasit ceva ce m-a pus pe ganduri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Ce-ti doresti de la viata asta?&lt;br /&gt;- Pe tine, numai pe tine, acum, maine, pentru totdeauna… tu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Asa ne incepem relatiile, mai mult sau mai putin cu minciuna asta, sau una vecina ei, promitem lucruri mari, ne promitem noua ca vom fi mai buni, altfel, ca nu vom repeta greselile trecutului… ca vom iubi atat de frumos incat povestea asta nu se va termina vreodata."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adevar graiesti :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-8437270745003013853?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/8437270745003013853/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=8437270745003013853' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/8437270745003013853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Nu stiu cat timp mi-a mai ramas,&lt;br /&gt;dar vreau sa mi`l petrec cu voi&lt;br /&gt;Care mi`atzi alaturi&lt;br /&gt;La bine si la greu&lt;br /&gt;Si de`o fi si eu sa mor&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa va intristati&lt;br /&gt;Sa cantati si sa jucati pana`n zori&lt;br /&gt;Si daca din cand in cand&lt;br /&gt;O sa ma primiti in gand,&lt;br /&gt;Voi fi aproape de voi.&lt;br /&gt;In chin paharul si va spun :&lt;br /&gt;Ii multumesc celui de sus&lt;br /&gt;Ca imi va da prieteni buni&lt;br /&gt;Si nu`s singur pe acest drum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-7941367197589841701?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/7941367197589841701/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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title="Diverse" href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Diverse"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Diverse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oriunde ma duc, la inceput sau daca sunt la capat de drum&lt;br /&gt;nu am uitat ce s-a-ntamplat unde te-am lasat de unde am plecat&lt;br /&gt;fara tine e in mine totul secat de un alt pacat pe care tu nu mi l-ai iertat&lt;br /&gt;m-am ridicat si am aflat ca duc in suflet tot ce mi-ai lasat&lt;br /&gt;lasa-ma sa-ti arat cine sunt si ce simt&lt;br /&gt;in sufletul meu mi-e dor in sufletul meu te port&lt;br /&gt;lasa-ma sa-ti arat cine sunt si ce simt&lt;br /&gt;in sufletul meu mi-e dor in sufletul meu te port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta nu-i despre tine nu e de noiconvins ca mai putem sa duce un razboi in doi&lt;br /&gt;si ca daca s-ar intampla ceva, vad tarmul oricat as esua&lt;br /&gt;si daca-i de ceva sa stiu unde ma intorcca daca o dau nasol, am langa tine loc&lt;br /&gt;si asta nu-i deloc vreun nenorocit de joc&lt;br /&gt;stii, e viata noastra in joc&lt;br /&gt;faze noi, sentimente ciudate, chestia aia care nu poti s-o pui in contracte&lt;br /&gt;pus pe fapte bune, pe bune, ca personajul lui Hector Malot - Singur pe lumen-&lt;br /&gt;am chef de nume, lasa exemplele sa-si vada de-ale lor&lt;br /&gt;intreaba-te de celasa-ma sa-ti arat cine sunt si poate o sa ne treaca aceleasi chestii prin gand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lasa-ma sa-ti arat cine sunt si ce simt&lt;br /&gt;in sufletul meu mi-e dor in sufletul meu te port&lt;br /&gt;lasa-ma sa-ti arat cine sunt si ce simt&lt;br /&gt;in sufletul meu mi-e dor in sufletul meu te port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-a mai trece o zi si alta, in lipsa ta mi-am pierdut harta&lt;br /&gt;nu ma mai cunosti iti e greu s-o recunosti&lt;br /&gt;n-ai cum, n-ai cum, trebuie sa ma cunosti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href="http://fericire.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/it__s_never_too_late_by_json86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://fericire.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/it__s_never_too_late_by_json86.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogulmirunei.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/i__ll_protect_your_heart__1_by_art_ifice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 350px;" src="http://blogulmirunei.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/i__ll_protect_your_heart__1_by_art_ifice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E prea devreme..pentru riduri si lacrimi varsate,&lt;br /&gt;Noi imbatranim de prea multe ganduri noapte de noapte.&lt;br /&gt;Prea devreme sa`ti lipseask`acele soapte,&lt;br /&gt;Care`ti vindecau,ranile toate.&lt;br /&gt;Prea devreme,sa se`adune`atatea`ncat sa plangi,&lt;br /&gt;Sa cazi in genunchi,cand duci in spate stanci.&lt;br /&gt;Sa calci in gropi adanci,sa n`ai unde sa fugi,&lt;br /&gt;Stii tu,sa vina zile`n care nu poti sa mananci.&lt;br /&gt;Prea devreme pentru toate,care ti`au fost luate,&lt;br /&gt;Prea devreme sa gandesti departe,&lt;br /&gt;Devreme sa pui punct,&lt;br /&gt;Devreme,devreme sa te simti singur pe pamant.&lt;br /&gt;Prea devreme sa iti iei la revedere,&lt;br /&gt;De la persoane dragi,nu de durere,&lt;br /&gt;Devreme sa ramai fara cuvinte,&lt;br /&gt;Sa ai clipe fericite doar cand ti le`aduci aminte.&lt;br /&gt;E viatza mea sunt cosmarurile mele,&lt;br /&gt;Incerc sa ma trezesc sa pot scapa de ele,&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu`mi mai simt suflarea atat de grea,&lt;br /&gt;Sa cred ca timpul trece in favoarea mea.&lt;br /&gt;Prea devreme sa te simti obosit la douascinci&lt;br /&gt;Sa`ti doresti de multi ani dar sa nu atingi,&lt;br /&gt;Sa fii stresat,satul sa strangi din dinti,&lt;br /&gt;Sa te intrebi dak`i totul cum pare sau te minti.&lt;br /&gt;Prea devreme sa ramai fara credinta,&lt;br /&gt;Cand ai uitat demult ce`nseamna umilinta,&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu mai crezi nicio fiinta,deja e greu,&lt;br /&gt;Cand nimeni nu te iarta,te iarta Dumnezeu.&lt;br /&gt;Prea devreme sa traiesti fara siguranta,&lt;br /&gt;Ce nu poti cumpara nu pune in balanta.&lt;br /&gt;Fara aroganta,uita de tot,&lt;br /&gt;Uita ce au spus altii,tu stii k ai un scop.&lt;br /&gt;Devreme,sa te trezesti mult prea devreme,&lt;br /&gt;Sa ai furtuni in suflet indiferent de vreme.&lt;br /&gt;Totul in jururl tau sa para pustiu,&lt;br /&gt;Sincer,mi`as fi dorit sa simt asta mai tarziu.&lt;br /&gt;Stii...uneori vin prea multe.Una dupa alta si nu le mai putem face fatza..a..ni se pare ca ce este rau vine prea devreme iar ce e bun tine prea putin...mult prea putin......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mult prea devreme :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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devreme...'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-8872053319113023967</id><published>2009-07-25T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T03:06:40.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru tine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/small-bee/blog/sad%2520love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/small-bee/blog/sad%2520love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai plecat ca nu ai avut de ales&lt;br /&gt;Te-am inteles..&lt;br /&gt;Si nu regret ca am fost inteletor prea des&lt;br /&gt;Dar..as vrea de multe ori sa iti vorbesc&lt;br /&gt;Si ma detest ca am atatea sa iti spun si nu gasesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cuvinte prin care sa te fac sa intelegi&lt;br /&gt;Ca sufletul nu stie reguli sau legi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si uneori vorbele sunt seci&lt;br /&gt;Si amintirile frumoase devin cosmaruri reci&lt;br /&gt;Dar sper sa nu fie cazul meu si-al tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tu si eu, doua suflete ce-au asteptat mereu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-au plans de bucurie sau tristete&lt;br /&gt;Am simtit de la inceput ca nu esti una cu mai multe fete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Si asta am iubit cel mai mult la tine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper ca n-am gresit cu nimic, retine&lt;br /&gt;N-as vrea sa fiu dezamagit stii bine&lt;br /&gt;Ar fi mai dureros decat as fi dezamagit de mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai trece o zi si mi se pare tot mai greu&lt;br /&gt;Ca nu gasesc caldura in sufletul meu&lt;br /&gt;Si as da orice sa dau timpul inapoi&lt;br /&gt;Sa fim noi doi&lt;br /&gt;Chiar daca’i soare sau sunt ploi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru tine si pentru cele mai frumoase clipe&lt;br /&gt;Esti unica, nu esti tipul celorlalte tipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si foaia deja scrisa nu se poate rupe&lt;br /&gt;Ca sufletul e un vulcan care erupe&lt;br /&gt;Si-mi da puterea sa merg mai departe&lt;br /&gt;Sperantele si amintirile ma fac sa cred ca poate&lt;br /&gt;Desi in viata nu le poti avea pe toate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nu vom uita cat am lupatat si cate avem in spate&lt;br /&gt;Si o sa fie bine chiar daca mai avem probleme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti spun stai linistita, nu ma tem, deci nu te teme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ca multe vin si trec chiar daca raman semne&lt;br /&gt;Si orice semn se vindeca dupa o vreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pentru tine, pentru tine&lt;br /&gt;Ti-am mai spus ce e facut sa tina, tine&lt;br /&gt;E pentru tine si pentru noi&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce ma doare si am ingropat nu privesc inapoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiferent ce-ar fi m-as bucura sa pot zambi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ti-am spus mereu ca esti mult mai puternica decat sunt altii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu te-as mai vedea, o viata mi-ai lipsi&lt;br /&gt;Si sper ca intr-o zi ne vom regasi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiferent ce-ar fi m-as bucura sa pot zambi&lt;br /&gt;Ti-am spus mereu ca esti mult mai puternica decat sunt altii&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu te-as mai vedea, o viata mi-ai lipsi&lt;br /&gt;Si sper ca intr-o zi vei veni sau voi veni..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tine'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-99055220699205755</id><published>2009-07-18T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T11:37:53.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa: Mesaje pe tricou</title><content type='html'>Daca tot am primit leapsa...sa o dam si mai departe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...Inscriptii de tricouri,am o groaza de idei...Asa ca sa revenim la cateva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one of my loved ones...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/johanna_vonr/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8569-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww328/johanna_vonr/8569-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca inseamna foarte mult pentru mine!Si nu numai pentru mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So second ideea:&lt;br /&gt;Feminitatea nu se invata,te nasti cu ea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third ideea:&lt;br /&gt;Dance like there`s no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fourth and last(one of my favourite film lines):&lt;br /&gt;So pick me, chose me, love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-99055220699205755?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/99055220699205755/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=99055220699205755' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/99055220699205755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/99055220699205755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/07/leapsa-mesaje-pe-tricou.html' title='Leapsa: Mesaje pe tricou'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-1326277042521564554</id><published>2009-06-07T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T04:45:28.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misoginism sau incapatanare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Siun_s8PJHI/AAAAAAAAANc/0XYhLwxdOIo/s1600-h/Imag003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344550095642633330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Siun_s8PJHI/AAAAAAAAANc/0XYhLwxdOIo/s400/Imag003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dupa cum stim,offroad-ul este practicat in general de exponenti ai sexului barbatesc.Fie ca au o masina puternica,sau un proiect ambitios,chiar o motocicleta,sau sunt pasinati de enduro sau cross,ei sunt prezenti,si ar trebui admirati pentru munca ce o depun,si pentru pasiunea cu care se ocupa de lucrurile cu adevarat valoroase pentru ei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ca sa devi in pilot bun,sau chair un copilot trebuie ani de munca.Ca sa ai o masina buna,trebuie munca,rabdare si ambitie.Pana si ca sa-ti expui gandurile,visele,si cunostiintele in materie de off-road trebuie curaj,si ambitie,trebuie sa citesti sa te interesezi,sa cercetezi,sa fi in tema cu fiecare nouate in materie de concursuri,piese,masini,etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avand aceasta manie mostenire de familie de la tata,am inceput sa caut si ca citesc forumuri.Astfel am gasit &lt;a href="http://forum.club4x4.ro/"&gt;http://forum.club4x4.ro/&lt;/a&gt; un loc de intalnire a tutor pasionatilor de offroad,fie pentru un novice,sau un membru senior,toti sunt acolo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avand u proiect M461 in desfasurare,am hotarat sa-l expun si sa astept pareri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Culmea,un individ(nu dam nume,ca nu e frumos) a spus sa o femeie nu are ce cauta la volanul unui asemenea 4x4,si ca ar trebui sa las asta in seama sexului opus.Poate are dreptate,dar din cate am vazut multi au sarit in ajutor,nu toate femile sunt probleme la volan,cel putin deocamdata nu am cum sa dovedesc abilitatile mele,dar sper ca peste un an cand o sa am carnet si deja ceva experienta,sa merg ca o intalnire a clubului si sa ma dau victorioasa jos din masina si sa salut cu resprect toti participanti si toti cei ce se ocupa cu acest hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namolul,aventura,si satisfactia unui proiect merita simtite de oricine,nu conteaza barbat sau femeie.Offroad nu inseamna numai un hobby,pentru unii este un mod de viata,poate ca pun atata suflet intr-o masina incat poate fi considerata "copilul lor".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dragilor(nu generalizez,ma adesez doar celor ce se simt cu musca pe caciula),nu mai fiti misogini sau incapatanati,si o fata poate avea un punct de vedere,si poate vor putea conduce si vor concura impotriva voastra candva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am inca o rugaminte,impatimitii de offroad din Rm Valcea si imprejurimi,adunati-va intr-un club,indiferent de masina,moto sau Atv.Cu cat mai multi,cu atat mai bine.huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-1326277042521564554?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/1326277042521564554/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=1326277042521564554' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1326277042521564554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1326277042521564554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/06/misoginism-sau-incapatanare.html' title='Misoginism sau incapatanare?'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Siun_s8PJHI/AAAAAAAAANc/0XYhLwxdOIo/s72-c/Imag003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-2233316560534931202</id><published>2009-05-16T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T03:54:48.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frati Jderi Valcea aventura'/><title type='text'>Frati Jderi</title><content type='html'>Paradisul pe Pamant,Coltul de Rai,Adventure Park sau cum vreti sa-l numiti....este la 2 pasi de Rm Valcea,pe Valea Lotrului,Satul Pascoaia...&lt;br /&gt;        Pozele probabil vorbesc de la sine...stiam de existenta acestei minunatii,insa am avut sansa de a ajunge acolo la momentul potrivit si am putut sa vizitam Satul de Vacanta...O minunatie arhitectonica,foarte practic si superb,nu cred ca poti gasi cuvintele potrivite de a descrie ce este acolo.&lt;br /&gt;    Ne-au intampinat doi caini ciobanesti germani,care ne-au facut turul.Cei mai frumosi ghizi,dar si cei mai jucausi.&lt;br /&gt;   Satul de Vacanta Fratii Jderi nu este numai un loc,este si un mod de viata,poate unul dintre cele mai sanatoase si mai frumoase pe care le-ai putea gasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Timpul are in SATUL DE VACANTA FRATII JDERI un alt sens decat cel pe care il aflati uitandu-va la ceas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Xa-hwRPI/AAAAAAAAANI/-iHeOrp6ajQ/s1600-h/PIC_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336369098197583090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Xa-hwRPI/AAAAAAAAANI/-iHeOrp6ajQ/s400/PIC_1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Decorul natural, de o frumusete salbatica, va taie pur si simplu respiratia: cascade galagioase, prapastii, paduri verzi, coline suspendate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XajL4yNI/AAAAAAAAANA/N6wUyN1RBT4/s1600-h/PIC_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336369090858109138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XajL4yNI/AAAAAAAAANA/N6wUyN1RBT4/s400/PIC_1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liniste,Natura,Relaxare.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XakCmH0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/sm7VqIFmfFM/s1600-h/PIC_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336369091087572802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XakCmH0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/sm7VqIFmfFM/s400/PIC_1020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aventurile, care asteapta turistii cu bratele deschise, se desfasoara pe alte coordonate la ... FRATII JDERI.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XaYNJ3TI/AAAAAAAAAMw/wMpugy8rV50/s1600-h/PIC_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336369087910632754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XaYNJ3TI/AAAAAAAAAMw/wMpugy8rV50/s400/PIC_1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCkDY6xI/AAAAAAAAAMo/oIE2-JQkgys/s1600-h/PIC_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368678774041362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCkDY6xI/AAAAAAAAAMo/oIE2-JQkgys/s400/PIC_1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCQV7bsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gzKd8Hwng_c/s1600-h/PIC_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368673483091650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCQV7bsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gzKd8Hwng_c/s400/PIC_1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCaQn1sI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aOtwf-Cnhyc/s1600-h/PIC_1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368676145190594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCaQn1sI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aOtwf-Cnhyc/s400/PIC_1024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCE7F8VI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9-in8N6JH6g/s1600-h/PIC_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368670417744210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCE7F8VI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9-in8N6JH6g/s400/PIC_1025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCD02QUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RE3bms8AqpU/s1600-h/PIC_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368670123114818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6XCD02QUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RE3bms8AqpU/s400/PIC_1026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WmaVh12I/AAAAAAAAAMA/OtXDP80DFIM/s1600-h/PIC_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368195129431906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WmaVh12I/AAAAAAAAAMA/OtXDP80DFIM/s400/PIC_1027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Wl4aAX8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/roj4CPR6GnQ/s1600-h/PIC_1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368186021404610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Wl4aAX8I/AAAAAAAAAL4/roj4CPR6GnQ/s400/PIC_1028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Wl4RhIGI/AAAAAAAAALw/Ti9GyUyBBRw/s1600-h/PIC_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368185985802338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Wl4RhIGI/AAAAAAAAALw/Ti9GyUyBBRw/s400/PIC_1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WlsZr1-I/AAAAAAAAALo/ZfU-T3B6lyU/s1600-h/PIC_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368182798833634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WlsZr1-I/AAAAAAAAALo/ZfU-T3B6lyU/s400/PIC_1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Wlvng0RI/AAAAAAAAALg/ElghU3B1lw8/s1600-h/PIC_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336368183662137618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Wlvng0RI/AAAAAAAAALg/ElghU3B1lw8/s400/PIC_1037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WDYHaR5I/AAAAAAAAALY/SXfvnr0lTYA/s1600-h/PIC_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336367593237923730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WDYHaR5I/AAAAAAAAALY/SXfvnr0lTYA/s400/PIC_1039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WDZV2EPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/XiTwxewTbjM/s1600-h/PIC_1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336367593566900466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WDZV2EPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/XiTwxewTbjM/s400/PIC_1041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WDCLQ3nI/AAAAAAAAALI/7-E7JSek9Sc/s1600-h/PIC_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336367587348504178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WDCLQ3nI/AAAAAAAAALI/7-E7JSek9Sc/s400/PIC_1042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WDL3x-hI/AAAAAAAAALA/zVi4BVGtLeI/s1600-h/PIC_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336367589951142418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WDL3x-hI/AAAAAAAAALA/zVi4BVGtLeI/s400/PIC_1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WC_dtxCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B9ptuG4GmDE/s1600-h/PIC_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336367586620589090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6WC_dtxCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B9ptuG4GmDE/s400/PIC_1044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aici, la FRATII JDERI este locul ideal pentru drumetii in care poti descoperi o flora si o fauna montana cu totul speciale. Amatorii de pescuit vor avea placerea unei relaxari totale. Aici, la FRATII JDERI este locul cel mai indicat pentru cei care vor sa traiasca senzatii tari.&lt;br /&gt;Motto-ul celui care a creat viata pentru viata aici in mediul autentic, virgin, “specialistul in AVENTURA” CEZAR COTESCU este:"Sa traiesti ca la FRATII JDERI".CEZAR, impatimitul iubitor al naturii, masteru emerit al sportului a introdus aici lectii de autoaparare, punand accent insa pe abc-ul supravietuirii in natura.Cultura si educatia fizica constituie in opinia sa cheia unei vieti echilibrate, sanatoase, a vesnicei tinereti.TIRUL CU ARCUL si ARMA, PESCUITUL SPORTIV, ALPINISMUL, atrag aici, la FRATII JDERI, iubitori ai naturii din intreaga lume.CAIACUL (5x2 locuri) pe raul OLT sau LACUL VIDRA si MOUNTAINBIKE (8 bucati) si alte multe activitati sportive reprezinta o alta dorinta realizabila a oamenilor activi.Plimbarea este o placere in acest peisaj idilic. Peisajul incantator de la FRATII JDERI imbie la drumetii, aerul curat si tare este la el acasa aici. Fara praf si alergeni, atmosfera din aceste locuri are un bogat continut de ioni negativi. Un rol esential il au padurile de brad si molid de pe inaltimile din jur, care aigura un aer puternic ozonat. Aici intalnim un climat cu veri racoroase. Si, pentru ca toata lumea sa fie multumita, CEZAR COTESCU, arhitect in adevaratul sens al cuvantului (prin profesie si prin modelarea naturii) ofera IARNA IN IGLU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numai vazand ce minunatii ascunde locul eu am ramas impresionata,si in opinia mea merita sa pun aceste poze pe blogul meu.Informatiile sunt preluate de pe site-ul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.valcea-turism.ro/j15/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=180&amp;amp;Itemid=137"&gt;http://www.valcea-turism.ro/j15/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=180&amp;amp;Itemid=137&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sa traiesti ca la Fratii Jderi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-2233316560534931202?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/2233316560534931202/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=2233316560534931202' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2233316560534931202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2233316560534931202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/05/frati-jderi.html' title='Frati Jderi'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/Sg6Xa-hwRPI/AAAAAAAAANI/-iHeOrp6ajQ/s72-c/PIC_1018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4192028787320423512</id><published>2009-05-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:07:42.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acuarela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygkCqTIkD0s/SRnBftQfBII/AAAAAAAAARw/DcLiAw7lWfo/s400/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygkCqTIkD0s/SRnBftQfBII/AAAAAAAAARw/DcLiAw7lWfo/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygkCqTIkD0s/SRnBftQfBII/AAAAAAAAARw/DcLiAw7lWfo/s400/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygkCqTIkD0s/SRnBftQfBII/AAAAAAAAARw/DcLiAw7lWfo/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Orasu-n care ploua de trei ori pe saptamana....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orasenii pe trotuare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Merg tinandu-se de mana,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si-n orasu-n care ploua de trei ori pe saptamana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De sub vechile umbrele,ce suspina...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si se-ndoaie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umede de atata ploaie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orasenii pe trotuare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Par papusi automate,date jos din galanatare...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In orasu-n care ploua de trei ori pe saptamana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu rasuna pe trotuare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decat pasii celor care merg tinandu-se de mana,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numarand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In gand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cadenta picaturile de ploaie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce coboara din umbrele,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Din burlane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;si din cer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In orasu-n care ploua de trei ori pe saptamana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un batran si o batrana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doua jucarii stricate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merg tinandu-se de mana....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ion Minulescu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/NIM/PL004~Musician-in-the-Rain-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/NIM/PL004~Musician-in-the-Rain-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4192028787320423512?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/4192028787320423512/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=4192028787320423512' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4192028787320423512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4192028787320423512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/05/acuarela.html' title='Acuarela'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ygkCqTIkD0s/SRnBftQfBII/AAAAAAAAARw/DcLiAw7lWfo/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-8377571575107364547</id><published>2009-05-15T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:12:41.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I`m sorry huh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://th01.deviantart.com/fs6/300W/i/2005/023/0/8/Walk_Away_by_becsta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 505px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://th01.deviantart.com/fs6/300W/i/2005/023/0/8/Walk_Away_by_becsta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry that I left you ....Letting you fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I felt the need ...To break your loving heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I don't care.... Whether or not we're alright&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I don't know.... How you're sleeping at night&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I can't.... Be what you wanted me to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you feel the need ....To also walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel so bad I feel so wrong...... Why can't I just go on ......And live my life..... Without you by my side?....And I feel so bad I feel so wrong.... Why can't I just go on .....And live my life ........Without you in my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I left here .......Thinking everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I couldn't see .........The scars I left that day&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I failed to see....... Tears falling from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I never heard...... Your screams and painful cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard not to live in the past&lt;br /&gt;But still our love endeavours to last&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but smiling seeing you there&lt;br /&gt;A time of love and being with care&lt;br /&gt;But most of all I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That you're still in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;As my heart falls apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me happy for you understood You know I would be there if I could It was never like I would just go away Still I look at our picture and smile today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-8377571575107364547?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/8377571575107364547/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=8377571575107364547' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/8377571575107364547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/8377571575107364547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sorry-huh.html' title='I`m sorry huh'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4810383189790713545</id><published>2009-05-15T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:02:28.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trecutul prinde glas</title><content type='html'>Poate daca ma intrebati acum o saptamana despre acea persoana ce a fost daoata f importanta pentru mine,cred ca va spuneam ca nu mai exista pentru mine....Cand am avut nevoie de el,el mi-a intors spatele....Stiu cum e s fi cu inima bucati si sa nu sti p unde sa apuci si unde sa te duci....Si stiu si cum multi prieteni pe cred nebuna sau prosta,k vai plange dupa un tip....Eh am avut nevoie de prieteni...si uni mi-au demonstrat inca odata ca " O prietenie trece si prin foc"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh,acum cateva zile mi-a venit minte acea persoana,p care o s-o numesc simplu Mr E...I-am dat un mesaj pentru ca stiam numarul lui pe derost,si culmea mi s-a raspuns....Se pare ca Mr E are probleme....si ca eu sunt una dintre cei la care poate apela,Nu-mi vine sa cred cum se intoarce roata...Nu s-a gandit la asta in serile in care ne certam,sau cand mi-a dat o palma?...Probabil ca nu,eu una regret foarte multe lucruri facute...Regret ca l-am facut sa sufere cu tampeniile si prostiile mele....dar si cat rau mi-a facut mie dupa....Numai conteaza...eu una stiu sa iert,cum am fost si eu iertat....Asa ca m-am hotarat sa-l ajut...sa-i demonstrez ca eu nu m-am schimbat,ca tot ma tin de promisiunile de mult ( ca o sa fiu alaturi de el,orice s-ar intampla)....Nu sper la impacare,pentru ca stiu ca e imposobil.....Dar stiu ca atata timp cat poti sa ajuti p cineva,chiar daca ti-a facut mult rau....Ar trebui s-o faci....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am incredere in el,ca va iesi din beleaua asta,cu putin ajutor de la mine,dar oricum....imi pare rau ca acei oameni pe care el i-a ajutat acum i-au intors spatele....atat de rau si de urat incat a trebuit sa apeleze...la persoana care l-a facut sa sufere....dar simt ca mai are acolo un gram de incredere in mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iertati-va inainte pe voi,recunoasteti0va greselile...si ajutati pana si pe cel mai aprig dusman,pentru ca nu se stie cand veti avea si voie nevoie la randul vostru....&lt;br /&gt;A si iubiti-va cand trebuie,nu mintiti aiurea,nu vorbiti aiurea,nu va certati cand nu aveti de ce....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4810383189790713545?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/4810383189790713545/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=4810383189790713545' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4810383189790713545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4810383189790713545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/05/trecutul-prinde-glas.html' title='Trecutul prinde glas'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-5545129294238518988</id><published>2009-05-09T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:50:29.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meriti un oscar!</title><content type='html'>sexul a fost tare in pauza de tigare`te uiti la telefon ,&lt;br /&gt;te`a sunat in disperare 14 apeluri pierdute ,&lt;br /&gt; in p**a mea&lt;br /&gt;dak iubita mea ar face asa o s`o termin cu ea&lt;br /&gt;imi arata poze cu el pe telefonimi zic frate ,&lt;br /&gt;gagica asta e nebuna rau&lt;br /&gt;e`n camera de hotel cu mine ,dezbracata&lt;br /&gt;si il cearta la telefon pe asta care acasa o asteapta&lt;br /&gt;imi vine sa rad si ma gandesc indata,merita un oscar pt kat de bine joaca&lt;br /&gt;ii spune ca`l iubeste si ca`ntarzie putin&lt;br /&gt;mai sta cu fetele`n oras la un pahar de vin&lt;br /&gt;da` ea mai sta pt inka o runda eu ma gandesc ca blestemele o sa m`ajunga&lt;br /&gt;termin treba si ma imbrac in fuga&lt;br /&gt;ma gandesc ca pan` acasa e cale lunga nu ma cunosti dar stii cine sunt&lt;br /&gt;iti faci treaba si pleci fluierand&lt;br /&gt;ca si cum nimic nu s`ar fi intamplat&lt;br /&gt;meriti un oscar pt cum ai jucat&lt;br /&gt;nu ma cunosti dar stii cine sunt&lt;br /&gt;iti faci treaba si pleci fluierand&lt;br /&gt;ca si cum nimic nu s`ar fi intamplat&lt;br /&gt;meriti un oscar pt cum ai jucat&lt;br /&gt;tu nu ma stii , nu ma stie nici el&lt;br /&gt;suntem , amandoi in camera de hotele miezul noptii si mai e pana dimineata&lt;br /&gt;imi place ca tie iti place stilu` asta de viata&lt;br /&gt;si suna, tu ii respingi, si suna iar , si suna iar&lt;br /&gt;ii raspunzi,dar in zadaraceeasi poveste pe kre i`ai mai spus`o&lt;br /&gt;aceeasi placa de vinil pe kre i`ai mai pus`o&lt;br /&gt;cine sunt eo sa ma pun in calea tain calea fericirii tale dak tie iti place`asha&lt;br /&gt;te las sa iti faci viata , te las k ji mie imi placee&lt;br /&gt;iti genu de fata kre tace ji face&lt;br /&gt;dute in baie fa un dush ,trage o tzigare` te ashtept in pat pt orele urmatoare&lt;br /&gt;o noapte si atat, nici eo nu vreau mai mult&lt;br /&gt;fara obligatzii , pleci si`o faci ??nu ma cunosti dar stii cine sunt&lt;br /&gt;iti faci treaba si pleci fluierand&lt;br /&gt;ca si cum nimic nu s`ar fi intamplat&lt;br /&gt;meriti un oscar pt cum ai jucat&lt;br /&gt;nu ma cunosti dar stii cine sunt&lt;br /&gt;iti faci treaba si pleci fluierand&lt;br /&gt;ca si cum nimic nu s`ar fi intamplat&lt;br /&gt;meriti un oscar pt cum ai jucato sun imi respinge , mortii mei&lt;br /&gt;face cum fac eu knd sunt cu prietenele ei,hei&lt;br /&gt;o sun imi raspunde , vrajealaesti tot cu ala cu kre ai fost aseara&lt;br /&gt;te`am sunat sa`tzi zik sa mai stai putin&lt;br /&gt;mai stau si eu cu prietenele la un vin&lt;br /&gt;si knd vii , sa batzi draga la usha, ca ar putea  o premiez pe alta cu oscar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-5545129294238518988?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/5545129294238518988/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=5545129294238518988' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/5545129294238518988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/5545129294238518988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/05/meriti-un-oscar.html' title='Meriti un oscar!'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-1668463637173120918</id><published>2009-05-08T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:38:37.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un nou Capitol</title><content type='html'>Am scapat si de ultimul  care imi dadea dureri de cap...de ce?Pentru ca barbatii sunt misogini,si cei care nu sunt misogini nu stiu ce vor...=&gt; Tot asteptam p Fat Frumos de Valcea...sau de Bucuresti,sau cine stie gasim un Print prin Germania,Belgia,Spania sau incercam un principe prin tarile nordice?&lt;br /&gt;;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glumeam mi-a fost dor s scriu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adevaru e ca am fauct cateva tampenii in ultimul timp...Pentru ca deh,asta sunt eu si prietenii o stiu bn...&lt;br /&gt;Am o declaratie pt cine drag,bn acum trecut,bn si nuj cat d drag a fost.. : I cheated on you...I didn`t kill anyone...I just loved him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa sa trecem in revista,o sa apar zilele astea cu niste articole noi..si o tona de poze din iesirile in natura din ultimul timp...dar si de noul Proiect(Cars)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va pupaces...O noapte linistita si nu uitati.... Scrieti...si Cititi...Si lasa-ti draq iubirea aia de o saptamana ca nu va ajuta cu nimic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-1668463637173120918?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/1668463637173120918/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=1668463637173120918' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1668463637173120918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1668463637173120918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/05/un-nou-capitol.html' title='Un nou Capitol'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-3931979078702406838</id><published>2009-04-18T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T07:11:20.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paste'/><title type='text'>Sarbatori fericite!</title><content type='html'>Sfanta Sarbatoare a Invierii Domnului se apropie asa ca m-am gandit sa va urez cum stiu eu mai bine si mai frumos:Am styrans cele mai frumoase mesaje pe paste ...atat in minagini cat si in scris...&lt;br /&gt;....Bucuria vine din lucruri simple ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sentimente.ro/img/felicitari/watermark.php?source=7%7C69_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sentimente.ro/img/felicitari/watermark.php?source=7%7C69_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.news-ar.eu/root/Religie/oua_paste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 454px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.news-ar.eu/root/Religie/oua_paste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dumnezeu sa va dea un curcubeu la fiecare furtuna, un zambet la fiecare lacrima, o binecuvantare la fiecare pas, o promisiune la fiecare grija si un raspuns la fiecare intrebare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2284/2443078565_2437285ba4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2284/2443078565_2437285ba4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;LINISTEA vine din suflet.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emaramures.ro/UserFiles/Image/Foto%20Maramures/Religie/Paste/Paste-inviere-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.emaramures.ro/UserFiles/Image/Foto%20Maramures/Religie/Paste/Paste-inviere-008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multa multa iubire si liniste...si desigur intelegere....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa nu uitati de cei dragi voua....si sa va dea Domnul Nostru puterea sa treceti peste toate hopurile din viata... sa aveti puterea sa iertati si sa uitati...sa fiti mai buni si cu cei care chiar nu merita....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iubiti-va mult!chiar daca iubirea e neimpartasita,chiar daca stiti ca nu e cea mai buna,chiar daca incalcati tot,chiar asa stiti ca niciodata n-o s mai fie la fel... nu rupeti firul iubirii....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tin la o persoana pe care o sa-o uit...pentru fericirea noastra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarbatori Fericitre dragilor va urez cu Zambetul pe buze...Paste Fericit!Va pup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-3931979078702406838?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/3931979078702406838/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=3931979078702406838' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3931979078702406838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3931979078702406838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/04/sarbatori-fericite.html' title='Sarbatori fericite!'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2284/2443078565_2437285ba4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-7727109831848898994</id><published>2009-04-18T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:49:37.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls</title><content type='html'>Julia Roberts: "De ce trebuie să fim toţi în pielea goală ca să ne înţelegem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlène Dietrich: "Cum ştii că iubirea s-a dus? Dacă ai spus că vii la şapte şi vii la nouă şi el n-a chemat poliţia între timp... s-a dus".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher: "Necazul cu unele femei este că se excită din cap pînă-n picioare faţă de un nimic – şi-apoi îl iau şi de bărbat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon Stone: "Dacă ai un vagin şi un punct de vedere, asta este o combinaţie mortală".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphonse de Lamartine: "La originea tuturor marilor lucruri se află o femeie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cind femeile nu mai stiu ce sa faca, se dezbraca. Si acest lucru e probabil singurul lucru bun pe care il pot face. (Samuel Beccaett)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prin munca femeia a strabatut in mare parte distanta care o despartea de barbat; numai munca ii poate garanta o libertate concreta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orice barbat insurat stie de ce un taifun nu poate purta decat numele unei femei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cele mai multe femei isi propun sa schimbe un barbat, dar in momentul in care il schimba, nu-l mai plac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Vezi o multime de barbati destepti alaturi de femei mai putin destepte, insa mai rar vezi o femeie desteapta langa un barbat care nu este inteligent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-7727109831848898994?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/7727109831848898994/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=7727109831848898994' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/7727109831848898994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/7727109831848898994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls.html' title='Girls'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-3488747841939363776</id><published>2009-04-18T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:38:44.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de ce iubim barbatii'/><title type='text'>De ce iubim barbatii?</title><content type='html'>Multe motive nu? Asa ca sa incepem.... incet dar sigur:&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca stiu sa zica cuvinte frumoase cand trebuie...bn asta daca zic vreodata&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca sunt amici,iubiti,frati...&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca au nevoie de femei...&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca ne suporta toate mofturile...&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca se balbaie,se intimideaza,se rusineaza cand vor sa zica ceva important&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca se cred puternici cand au o femeie in spate&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;&lt;pentru&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca stau ore in sir in fata televizorului cand e un meci important,sau joaca echipa preferata...&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;&lt;pentru ca trebuie sa recunoastem ca din cand in cand sunt nevoiti si chiar reusesc sa ne suporte eroic ( erotic ) toate mofturile&lt;br /&gt;-pentru ca este o placere sa iti vezi iubitul incercand sa gateasca doar ca sa iti demonstreze ca " si el poate "&lt;br /&gt;- pentru ca prin intermediul nostru isi aduc aminte de sanatatea lor si se lasa de fumat&lt;br /&gt;-pentru ca se enerveaza cand ii batem la biliard si ii facem gelosi&lt;br /&gt;-pentru ca este un vis sa te trezesti in camasa lui si sa te duci sa faci o acfea dimineata devreme.&lt;br /&gt;-pentru ca pot provoca atata durere dar tot ei o iau... pentru ca barbatii sun singurul antidot bolii psihice pe care tot ei au cauzat-o .&lt;br /&gt;-pentru ca ei cred ca noi nu putem juca murdar si pana la capat dar putem atat de bine, cateodata mai bine decat ei .&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca nu se pot preface ca te-asculta atunci cand n-au chef s-o faca&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca barfele lor nu ranesc oamenii&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca raman copii toata viata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;-Pt ca n-am mai avea pe cine sa ne certam, pt ca fara ei ar fi pace in lume.&lt;br /&gt;-Pt ca se cred geniali si uneori reusesc sa fie.&lt;br /&gt;-Pt ca au vocatia de a insela.&lt;br /&gt;-pt ca se pierd cand le atingi piciorul sub masa la restaurant&lt;br /&gt;-pt curajul de a merge la razboi in primul rand dar teama ce o au pt o simpla analiza de sange&lt;br /&gt;-pt privirea hipnotizata ce o are cand ma te dezbraci in fata lui&lt;br /&gt;-pt ca sunt meschini, tradatori dar totusi ne iubesc chiar si pt un moment. &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca nu stiu ce s-ar face fara o femeie langa ei...&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca se cred mai smecheri in trafic&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca se cred sefii absoluti&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca au obsesii,ganduri perverse si o groaza de  reviste porno...&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca barbatii sunt unii dintre cei mai buni bucatari...(bn aici doar unii)&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca inteleg totul dintr-o singura privire....&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca pot bea mai mult ca noi (bn cu masura daca s-ar putea)&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca nu ii intereseaza ce se intampla in lumea mondena...&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca isi asculta cel mai bun prieten&lt;br /&gt;-Pentru ca sunt mai fortosi,mai masculini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totusi ii iubim pentru ca exista,fara ei ar fi pace,n-am avea cu cn sa ne certam si de cine sa mai radem...si normal daca n-ar exista ei nu ar avea cine sa ne faca sa ne simtim femei...&lt;&lt;text&gt;&gt; sunt gasite prin coversatii alea altor femei... asa ca va iubim pentru ceea ce sunteti du defecte si cu calitati...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-3488747841939363776?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/3488747841939363776/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=3488747841939363776' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3488747841939363776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3488747841939363776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/04/de-ce-iubim-barbatii.html' title='De ce iubim barbatii?'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-486621104628872063</id><published>2009-04-18T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T04:55:46.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce iubim femeile?</title><content type='html'>Pentru ca nu miros a transpiratie sau a tutun prost si nu asuda pe buza superioara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca le zambesc tuturor copiilor mici care trec pe langa ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca merg pe strada drepte, cu capul sus, cu umerii trasi inapoi si nu raspund privirii tale cand le fixezi ca un maniac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca trec cu un curaj neasteptat peste toate servitutile anatomiei lor delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in pat sunt indraznete si inventive nu din perversitate, ci ca sa-ti arate ca te iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca fac toate treburile sacaitoare si marunte din casa fara sa se laude cu asta si fara sa ceara recunostinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca poarta tot soiul de zdranganele pe care si le asorteaza la imbracaminte dupa reguli complicate si de neinteles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca se trag din fetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca joaca sah, whist sau ping-pong fara sa le intereseze cine castiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca sofeaza prudent in masini lustruite ca niste bomboane, asteptand sa le admiri cand sunt oprite la stop si treci pe zebra prin fata lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca au un fel de-a rezolva probleme care te scoate din minti.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca au un fel de-a gandi care te scoate din minti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca-ti spun „te iubesc” exact atunci cand te iubesc mai putin, ca un fel de compensatie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt extraordinare cititoare, pentru care se scriu trei sferturi din poezia si proza lumii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca poarta un razboi total si inexplicabil contra gandacilor de bucatarie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca pana si cea mai dura bussiness woman poarta chiloti cu induiosatoare floricele si dantelute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca e asa de ciudat sa-ntinzi la uscat, pe balcon, chilotii femeii tale, niste lucrusoare umede, negre, rosii si albe, parte satinate, parte aspre, mirandu-te ce mici suprafete au de acoperit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca iau viata in serios, pentru ca par sa creada cu adevarat in realitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca daca nu e supus nici unei hormonizari embrionul se dezvolta intotdeauna intr-o femeie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca beau porcarii ca Martini Orange, Gin Tonic sau Vanilla Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt blonde, brune, roscate, dulci, futese, calde, dragalase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca momentul cel mai frumos al zilei e cafeaua de dimineata, cand timp de o ora rontaiti biscuiti si puneti ziua la cale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt femei, pentru ca nu sunt barbati, nici altceva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca din ele-am iesit si-n ele ne-intoarcem, si mintea noastra se roteste ca o planeta greoaie, mereu si mereu, numai in jurul lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mircea Caratrescu...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-486621104628872063?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/486621104628872063/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=486621104628872063' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/486621104628872063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/486621104628872063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/04/de-ce-iubim-femeile.html' title='De ce iubim femeile?'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-7906770559810493372</id><published>2009-04-16T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:05:00.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e dor...Sweet memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mirciagutau.ro/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/1204373997_graphic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 423px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mirciagutau.ro/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/1204373997_graphic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dupa cateva zile nu prea stralucite imi fac curajul si scriu... nu despre ce s-a intamplat pentru ca n-ar avea nici un rost...Am gasit un album vechi sisu si puya...care mi-a adus aminte de "tineretile mele" de parca as fi batrana...:)) in fine cheastia importanta era unde m-a dus gandu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu de cand am inceput sa dechid ochii bine si sa-mi fac primi prieteni,am iesit din lumea mea..."la bloc" eh aici a inceput devarata viata...Rm Valcea Nord..Hacman..Cartierul minunat pentru noi...Mi-am dat seama ca duc lipsa acelor vremuri...acele persoane asa importante si speciale pentru mine... Eram o coinaca...o pustoaica cu aere de diva &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor fratilor de voi...de o seara cu o "botelca de bere" Burger neaparat luapa de datorie de la primu chiosc,sau din bani mei cand faceam cinste....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor sa vina aceal cineva sa ma ia in brate si sa ma intrebe: "Ce faci pustoaico?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor sa imi bateti in geam nopatea tarziu si sa-mi ziceti ca iar s-a intamplat ceva... k a fost o bataie...ca l-a luat iar garda... sau pur si simplu va era dor de mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor de pierdutu vremii la "scarita" locu nostru preferat,unde se luat vechinii de noi,unde am primit dush cu apa gheata... unde eram in fiecare zi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor de toti...Si de cei cu care ma intelegeam si de cei cu care ma certam tot timpu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor sa plec de acasa pe ascuns si sa fug intr-un suflet la voi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor de muzica aia...cand ne imprumutam cd-urile cu BuG...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor sa stam la colt,la Vliana ...la gogoserie si s mancam seminte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-e dor sa va aud cum vorbiti de invarteli...de smangleala,la noua achizitie....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi am fost la Scarita...ce am gasit?Aceleasi nume scriese cu marcare..vopsea si restu...Am gasit bricheta la locul ei...am gasit dacia aia tot acolo...si o gramada de coji de seminte...si o groaza de botelci de bere...Park mai acum ati fi fost voi acolo si ati fi baut......dar am gasit niste pusti la fel ca voi...care stateau si pierdeau vremea pe acolo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-am dat seama ca "fiecare varsta are nebunia ei de-o clipa"... suntem doar una dintre generatii....Voi acum aveti vietilor voastre....uni au neveste...alti prin strainatate....noi inca invatam pentru un viitor mai bun...restu ii gasesti tot dupa blocuri dar nu aici.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tot ce ne-am dorit am obtinut...daca nu a fost asa a fost ca n-am vrut!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N-o sa va uit niciodata...O sa ramati acolo...o amintire frumoasa...Mi-e dor de voi fratilor...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-7906770559810493372?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/7906770559810493372/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=7906770559810493372' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/7906770559810493372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/7906770559810493372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/04/mi-e-dorsweet-memories.html' title='Mi-e dor...Sweet memories'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-254912804626711209</id><published>2009-04-03T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:49:42.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superman'/><title type='text'>SuperMan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.80stees.com/images/products/Superman_Chrome-BeltBuckle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media.80stees.com/images/products/Superman_Chrome-BeltBuckle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby,I know your hurting right now but dont worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be your superman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can love you like no one can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be your superman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just take my hand lets fly away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise i'll be there everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just close your eyes lets start to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I`m gonna love you until i die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the day of my death till my very last breath i'm gonna love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When no ones left....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come fly with me baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah i'm the one with the S on my chest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget about your ex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He dont know what love is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He just failed the test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus he dont treat you right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He keeps you crying all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See he's like your kryptonite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to give you that strength so you can leave him behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can start all over just press rewind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz he dont understand that your one of a kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sweet so sexy and just so fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'ma fight till my death just to make you mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'ma never neglect you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never have time to stress you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And always respect you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl your like a hidden treasure and i promise to love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From now until forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oooh para siempre mija&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te promento te voy a amar ...Hasta la muerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can love you like no one can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be your superman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just take my hand lets fly away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise i'll be there everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just close your eyes lets start to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna love you until i die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the day of my death till my very last breath i'm gonna love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When no ones left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the type of guy that will stand by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To wipe them tears when they fall from your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the one you hold when your nights is cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one that stays near to fight away your fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You aint gotta be scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See i'll put an end to your ex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more beating you up or pulling on your hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See i came to save the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man like that shouldnt treat you that way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i dont understand why'd you take that route&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at yourself, your beautiful inside and out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need to drop that zero, uh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me swoop you off your feet cuz i can be your super hero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you follow my lead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guarantee you baby, i'm all that you need &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you can change your plans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you got to do is call on me and i can be your superman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you be by my side for the rest of my life (For the rest of my life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you love me till i die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can love you like no one can (oh yeah, oh yeah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be your superman (superman)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just take my hand lets fly away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise i'll be there everyday (ooh you promise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just close your eyes lets start to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna love you until i die (till i die)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the day of my death till my very last breath i'm gonna love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When no ones left (oh yeah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No ones left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till no ones left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till no ones left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My superman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My superman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you`re my SuperMan....I love you boo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-254912804626711209?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/254912804626711209/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=254912804626711209' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/254912804626711209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/254912804626711209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/04/superman.html' title='SuperMan'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-3722126540071882154</id><published>2009-04-02T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:56:18.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelion 2008-2009</title><content type='html'>Un post despre Revelion.... Da,vedeti bine.... Dupa 4 luni de zile,am primit si eu pozele...Faimoasele poze chiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....Revelion 08-09...Olanesti....Hotel Central....(:&lt;br /&gt;1....THe 3....:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUIeIIy3YI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5OtH2kiWl9I/s1600-h/Picture+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320167848481578370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUIeIIy3YI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5OtH2kiWl9I/s400/Picture+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.-Si acum....eu...pac-pac....sa va explic....pac-pac.... acesta...este un cutit de peste...asa si....nu mi-e frica sa-l folosesc....sa va omor...(prima e varamea)...Deci pac-pac....DEAD fish ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUIR9t6QQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/62mP5MJlWcE/s1600-h/Picture+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320167639526031618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUIR9t6QQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/62mP5MJlWcE/s400/Picture+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.12 Nopatea....prima poza....Nedormiti...Obositit....dar....Fericiti....doar e anu nou....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUHyOfBIbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JhzW512Turg/s1600-h/Picture+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320167094271156658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUHyOfBIbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JhzW512Turg/s400/Picture+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4.And we stared dancing....We look pretty ...Laurentiu zambeste din partea de jos  a pozei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUHaddrF3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/9xkCCtpDuxE/s1600-h/Picture+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320166685975189362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUHaddrF3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/9xkCCtpDuxE/s400/Picture+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Dupa ce am dansat....Am furat una bucata cravata verde...:) Si p urma A vrut sa ma omoare...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i`m adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUHLS_X2MI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uY2QvI_geg8/s1600-h/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320166425465706690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUHLS_X2MI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uY2QvI_geg8/s400/Picture+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all...Un revelion reusit...Asteptam o nunta in sept-oct tot acolo...aceasi grupa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revelionul a avut un meniu reusit,muzica buna,ne-am simtit bine....cu toate ca eram printre cei mai tineri de acolo....Merita un revelion la Olanesti....Granatez...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S:He`s just a friend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-3722126540071882154?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/3722126540071882154/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=3722126540071882154' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3722126540071882154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3722126540071882154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/04/revelion-2008-2009.html' title='Revelion 2008-2009'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SdUIeIIy3YI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5OtH2kiWl9I/s72-c/Picture+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4961171413031783713</id><published>2009-03-21T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:50:55.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iarna in luna lui Martie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU2th7eFnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MgF8dNGrtGk/s1600-h/PIC_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315715091010557554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU2th7eFnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MgF8dNGrtGk/s400/PIC_0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU2fYuYBoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/SDSV4VNXQ80/s1600-h/PIC_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315714848021546626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU2fYuYBoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/SDSV4VNXQ80/s400/PIC_0609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU2S8X2wvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/VRqrU9AcOb8/s1600-h/PIC_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315714634252468978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU2S8X2wvI/AAAAAAAAAJo/VRqrU9AcOb8/s400/PIC_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU119w2u3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pDqs9Oz432A/s1600-h/P1030660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315714136409553778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU119w2u3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pDqs9Oz432A/s400/P1030660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU1IefYvkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/X6y9MUcyVsA/s1600-h/P1030656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315713354920672834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU1IefYvkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/X6y9MUcyVsA/s400/P1030656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU0R1cAJAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QaVeN2ErQQU/s1600-h/P1030648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315712416187687938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU0R1cAJAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QaVeN2ErQQU/s400/P1030648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iesire Valea Cernei-21.03.2009 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4961171413031783713?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/4961171413031783713/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=4961171413031783713' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4961171413031783713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4961171413031783713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/03/iarna-in-luna-lui-martie.html' title='Iarna in luna lui Martie'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScU2th7eFnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MgF8dNGrtGk/s72-c/PIC_0616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-2122916120330806949</id><published>2009-03-21T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:16:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trebuie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScUg5E-_3YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/B2E9dnpwLxs/s1600-h/drum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315691100143345026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScUg5E-_3YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/B2E9dnpwLxs/s400/drum2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-2122916120330806949?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/2122916120330806949/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=2122916120330806949' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2122916120330806949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2122916120330806949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/03/trebuie.html' title='Trebuie?'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScUg5E-_3YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/B2E9dnpwLxs/s72-c/drum2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4446590929950421385</id><published>2009-03-21T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:13:40.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rainbow.:X</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScUfUrofetI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-SpQvhEBSRQ/s1600-h/Imag001-crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315689375351143122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScUfUrofetI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-SpQvhEBSRQ/s400/Imag001-crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScUfKGvVIrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/g5GrRaJfdX8/s1600-h/Imag003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315689193649021618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScUfKGvVIrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/g5GrRaJfdX8/s400/Imag003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;............pe aripi de vântîn culori de curcubeu...........eternitatea......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Culori inmiresmate in iubire, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taceri din miere, fagure de dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ramai si te-oi iubi cum se cuvine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in miile de soapte si culori....:X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......Lumina ascunde infinite culori în miezul ei de strălucire. Culori fantastice, negândite de nicio minte omenească.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4446590929950421385?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/4446590929950421385/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=4446590929950421385' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4446590929950421385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4446590929950421385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-rainbowx.html' title='My Rainbow.:X'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/ScUfUrofetI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-SpQvhEBSRQ/s72-c/Imag001-crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-3813269887874033804</id><published>2009-03-20T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:49:39.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay with me...:X</title><content type='html'>Raindrops, fall from, everywhere&lt;br /&gt;I reach out, for you, but your not there&lt;br /&gt;So I stood, waiting, in the dark&lt;br /&gt;With your picture, in my handsstory of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't be without you&lt;br /&gt;Just stay with me&lt;br /&gt;And hold me close&lt;br /&gt;Because I've built my world around you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna know what's it like&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;So stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Just stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying and hoping, for the day&lt;br /&gt;When my touch is enough&lt;br /&gt;To take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've searched for so long&lt;br /&gt;The answer is clear&lt;br /&gt;We'll be OK if we don't let it disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've searched my heart over&lt;br /&gt;So many many times&lt;br /&gt;No you and I, is like no stars to light the sky at night&lt;br /&gt;Our picture hangs out of tune&lt;br /&gt;Remind me of the days&lt;br /&gt;You promised me we'd always&lt;br /&gt;And never go away&lt;br /&gt;That's why I need you to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to stay with me :X And you know it :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-3813269887874033804?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/3813269887874033804/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=3813269887874033804' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3813269887874033804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3813269887874033804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/03/stay-with-mex.html' title='Stay with me...:X'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-3816411948372884459</id><published>2009-03-13T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:58:54.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SK06c3nX7fI/AAAAAAAAALA/lZ2ejqVdgJI/s320/I__m_sorry_by_PaineFullThrottle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SK06c3nX7fI/AAAAAAAAALA/lZ2ejqVdgJI/s320/I__m_sorry_by_PaineFullThrottle.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never written a love song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That didn't end in tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you'll rewrite my love song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can replace my fears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need your patience and guidance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all your lovin' and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When thunder rolls through my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you be able to weather the storm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so much I would give ya, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'd only let myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's this well of emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel I must protect.But what's the point of this armor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it keeps the love away, too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd rather bleed with cuts of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than live without any scars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby, can I trust this?Or do all things end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to hear that you'll die for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again and again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tell me when you look in my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you share all the pain and happy times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause I will love you for the rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my very first love song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That didn't end in tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think you re-wrote my love songfor the rest of my years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will love you for the rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-3816411948372884459?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/3816411948372884459/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=3816411948372884459' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3816411948372884459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3816411948372884459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-song.html' title='Love Song'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SK06c3nX7fI/AAAAAAAAALA/lZ2ejqVdgJI/s72-c/I__m_sorry_by_PaineFullThrottle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-7767646645173187406</id><published>2009-03-13T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:53:07.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don`t believe you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/QUO/82~Dance-As-Though-No-One-Is-Watching-You-Love-As-Though-You-Have-Never-Been-Hurt-Before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/QUO/82~Dance-As-Though-No-One-Is-Watching-You-Love-As-Though-You-Have-Never-Been-Hurt-Before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please came and say:&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind it&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;It's like your the swing set and I'm the kid that falls&lt;br /&gt;It's like the way we fight, the times I've cried, we came to blows&lt;br /&gt;And everynight the passions there so it's gotta be right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;I want to remind you&lt;br /&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend&lt;br /&gt;To not love me at all&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind it&lt;br /&gt;I still don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;It's like one of those bad dreams when you can't wake up&lt;br /&gt;Looks like your given up you've had enough&lt;br /&gt;But I want more no I won't stop'cause&lt;br /&gt;I just know you'll come around&lt;br /&gt;Just don't stand there and watch me fall'cause I,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I still don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;It's like the way we fight, the times I cry, we come to blows&lt;br /&gt;And everynight the passions there so it's gotta be right, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-7767646645173187406?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/7767646645173187406/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=7767646645173187406' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/7767646645173187406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/7767646645173187406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-believe-you.html' title='I don`t believe you'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-2003406501270500316</id><published>2009-03-08T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:40:01.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viata merge mai departe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SbQQ3wFJb1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/28FQqYGVMLU/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310888410561998674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SbQQ3wFJb1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/28FQqYGVMLU/s400/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O lacrima trista se usuca sub pleoape &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si-un dor nespus de buze uscate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prin sufletul rupt ghicesti ca e noapte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar tu m-ai invatat sa merg mai departe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-as fi dorit sa fie un vis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar e real, e crud, drumul tau s-a inchis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu mi-ai aratat cum sa merg mai departe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-ai citit si m-ai scris ca pe-o carte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar lipsa ta inca doare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu - amintire si dulce si-amara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu esti prima si ultima oara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si fara tine nu mai am nici culoare, nici zambet, nici soare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adancuri ce-au fost atinse de tine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si-aud rasul tau din trecut, vorbe dulci, suspine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ecouri ma dor sa trec peste toate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caci tu m-ai invatat sa merg mai departe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Focul de ieri aproape s-a stins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insa traiesc, rezist ... asa cum ti-am promis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu mi-ai aratat cum sa merg mai departe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Focul de ieri aproape s-a stins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insa traiesc, rezist ... asa cum ti-am promis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-2003406501270500316?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/2003406501270500316/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=2003406501270500316' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2003406501270500316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2003406501270500316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/03/viata-merge-mai-departe.html' title='Viata merge mai departe'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SbQQ3wFJb1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/28FQqYGVMLU/s72-c/DSC00530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-2028561485118363433</id><published>2009-03-01T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:10:56.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stari .... ciudate... Mesaje... si versuri...si atat...dau pagina inca odata</title><content type='html'>Te-a inselat barbatu`? Inseala-l si tu pe el ... spune-i ca nu i-ai atins niciodata prietenu` . ...&lt;br /&gt;        Promit ca atunci cand ai sa mori ... ma voi uita in jos la cadavrul tau si o sa rad cu lacrimi&lt;br /&gt;               de fapt mai bine ..nu ..sa nu'ti vad ochii verzi.. de fapt ..poate imi lacrimeaza de la fum ..si imi caut cuvintele prin geanta acum&lt;br /&gt;Esti mort si ingropat la 2 m sub pamant . Esti trecut ...&lt;br /&gt;                           Prietena ta e o TARFA pt ca ma-sa a fost tarfa .pt ca ma-sa lu`ma-sa a fost tarfa . Tarfe de strada ... subiecte de barfa ....&lt;br /&gt;10 mii de prostii, As face pentru tine dac-ai stii. As fura, as rapi, Lumea-n lanturi as opri. ...&lt;br /&gt;                              He tastes like you ... only sweeter . Gambling with the Devil .&lt;br /&gt;              dezamagitor . oameni falsi prea multi si mi se cere mie sa fiu sincera si sa am incredere si sa iert ...&lt;br /&gt;       Stii ca viatza e ca zaru`...se rostogoleshte ... Cine e mai slab...ala se parleshte! Baby ... u got served !&lt;br /&gt;                               I'm your favourite drug ... just one hit is never enough .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-2028561485118363433?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/2028561485118363433/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=2028561485118363433' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2028561485118363433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2028561485118363433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/03/stari-ciudate-mesaje-si-versurisi.html' title='Stari .... ciudate... Mesaje... si versuri...si atat...dau pagina inca odata'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-6019444004141501669</id><published>2009-02-20T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:02:51.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SZ79zRbxEjI/AAAAAAAAAII/WZnsBCd0B9w/s1600-h/Imag008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304956468384043570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SZ79zRbxEjI/AAAAAAAAAII/WZnsBCd0B9w/s400/Imag008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the face you see when you close your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be the touch you need every single night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be your fantasy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And be your reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everything between&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to need me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the air you breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to feel meIn everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to see meIn your every dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way that I taste you feel you breathe you need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to need me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be the eyes that look deep into your soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be the world to youI just want it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be your deepest kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer to your every wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im all you ever need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than you could know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To never never let me go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I need to be deep inside your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to be everywhere you are....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-6019444004141501669?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/6019444004141501669/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=6019444004141501669' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/6019444004141501669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/6019444004141501669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-want.html' title='I want....'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SZ79zRbxEjI/AAAAAAAAAII/WZnsBCd0B9w/s72-c/Imag008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-482572041589637566</id><published>2008-12-30T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:25:04.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fara cuvinte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVpnNSQ4AQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/G5iU4TEPruk/s1600-h/room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285650590611276034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVpnNSQ4AQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/G5iU4TEPruk/s400/room.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey...n-ai idee cat de bine imi e cand ma trezesc dimineata langa tine...cand te vad nefardata,nearanjata,somnoroasa....te plimbi prin casa dezbracata...hey..cand nu-ti gasesti hainele,cand te strambi la orice,cand zambesti la orice...cand esti cu mine zilele noptile,in care sunt deprimat ma linistesc mangaierile tale....Esti fata care aduce soarele..as fi murit de foamne daca erai vrun` fel de mancare...Privirea ta ma tine si beat in picioare..Tu esti raspunsula la orice intrebare..Tu esti tot ce mi-as putea dori,asa ca nu ma supara...nu pleca...nu ma parasi....Sunt cu tine oriunde ai fi...n-are sens sa spun ca te iubesc...pt ca stii....:X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:X:X:X:X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-482572041589637566?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/482572041589637566/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=482572041589637566' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/482572041589637566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/482572041589637566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/12/fara-cuvinte.html' title='Fara cuvinte'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVpnNSQ4AQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/G5iU4TEPruk/s72-c/room.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-2865461731969730485</id><published>2008-12-24T10:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:03:45.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mesaj craciun urare'/><title type='text'>Merry X-Mas</title><content type='html'>Tot este ajunul Sfintei Sarbatori de Craciun vreau sa urez tuturor sa aiba un Mos Craciun bogat,multa fericire si iubire... masa imbesugata brad impodobit...colindatori cat mai multi si sanatate cat cuprinde :) nu imi place sa copiez mesaje de Craciun de pe anumite site-uri asa ca am spus ceva din suflet chiar daca nu a iesit asa de bine&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Eu am plecat dragilor ma duc sa-l pandesc pe Mos Craciun ..si daca il gasesc il trimit si pe la voi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-2865461731969730485?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/2865461731969730485/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=2865461731969730485' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2865461731969730485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2865461731969730485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-x-mas.html' title='Merry X-Mas'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-6749778271668007486</id><published>2008-12-23T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:33:53.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire versuri.. love'/><title type='text'>Conversatie :X</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O sa va scriu astazi o conversatie intre un Baiat si o Fata... Fata(eu)..Baiatul nu dau nume...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:Doar tu poti sa-mi dai.... tu poti sa-mi dai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAIZECI de vise intr-un singur minut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cu un singur sarut :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl::X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy: Imi dai soare cand am doar nori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Iti dau timp sa nu mai pierzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Iti dau timp ca sa ma crezi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ma ratacesc in lumea ta...In lumea ta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:ai ceva cu mel in seara asta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy: Ma simt in rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In ochii tai ascunzi un cer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Inec iubire mea in el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Iti cer sa-mi dai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O noapte in plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te rog mai stai:x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:Acum e soare, stiu ca o sa vina ploaia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar hai sa profitam, hai la mare, prin Mamaia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cand ne intoarcem sa nu iti fie frica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JOCUL ASTA EJTI AMANT, IUBIT SI AMIC....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:hai sa te iubesc;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:joc in doi :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:O nebunie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Asta a fost sa fie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Si-o lume-ntreaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ce zambeste pe strada pt noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O nebunie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sa lasi timpul sa stie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ca doar o clipa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A durat pana sa ne-ndragostim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Si as vrea sa stii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ca esti nebunia mea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doar a mea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:Simt ca ma topesc , dupa ochii tai:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:vad dragostea in mare,chipul tau in soare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:8-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:hai mai zi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:k sa te fac:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:ar tre s facem un battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:In pat...in sopate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:Si acolo...:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:in orice vis apare imaginea ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Simt cum ma urmaresti oriunde-as pleca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:Chiar iti place sa crezi ca poti trai si fara mine ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chiar iti place sa crezi ca rezisti doar tu cu tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:Tu si cu mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl: Te caut dar nu te gasesc,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Incep sa-mi amintesc ca la tine ma gandesc,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Timpul repede s-a scurs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clipe frumoase s-au dus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Acum de mine te-ai ascuns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:soarele a apus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; si visu mi te'a adus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Luna lumina deasupra noastra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In timp ce lumea visa noi doi ne iubeam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl: te astept la nopate..ne vorbim in sopate si trecem la fapte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy: Ritmul ne poarta peste suspine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Orele-n loc au ramas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy: Tot ce am eu as da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pentru dragostea ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doar cu mine de-ai sta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Inima toata ti-as da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl:te vad zambind in timp ce in brate ma cuprinzi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy:Cerul intreg l-am cuprins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E o poveste, esti langa mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Visul din zori azi s-a implinit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E o poveste cand esti cu mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esti sensul meu de-a trai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:X Miss ya boy...:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-6749778271668007486?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/6749778271668007486/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=6749778271668007486' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/6749778271668007486'/><link rel='self' 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luat mintile, mi s-a pus pata...Peste tot te vad numai pe tine...Peste tot ma vezi numai pe mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se-ntampla deseori sa te privesc cum dormi...Si sa-mi doresc a doua zi sa te-ntalnesc cu flori....Ca-ndragostitii la-nceput, ti-aduci aminte cum era...Inca de cand ne-am cunoscut, loc de cuvinte nu era...A fost un fel de dragoste la prima vedere....Cand ma gandeam ca asta e, tu mi-ai dat putere...Si nici dup-aia n-am vorbit prea mult...Da' sa nu crezi c-am incetat vreo clipa sa te mai ascult....Chiar daca nu mai sun intr-una, cum am stabilit...Ascult mereu aceeasi piesa, pana acuma a stat pe repeat...E piesa noastra, stii ce-i mai ciudat....De data asta parca suna altfel, am un vibe ciudat&lt;br /&gt;"De-ai fi tu salcie la mal&lt;br /&gt;M-as face rau la umbra ta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O privire si m-ai dat gata....Mi-ai luat mintile, mi s-a pus pata....Peste tot te vad numai pe tine...Peste tot ma vezi numai pe mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vezi tu, eu pentru ei sunt doar un oarecare....Da' pentru tine eram cer, pamant, luna si soare...Asa ca n-o sa te surprinda, mi-ai distrus respectu'....Fata de mine atunci cand ai plecat, nu stiu ce le-ai spus la restu'...Ca nu mai vor s-o arda acum cu mine...Nu-ntreaba de sanatate da' eu tot le spun, "sunt bine!"....Si-am auzit ca ti-ai facut prieteni noi....Se pare ca faci tot posibilu' sa uiti de noi...Eh, nu prea-nteleg eu treaba asta...Asa ca-n continuare o sa ma dreg cu iarba asta...Ca poate oi reusi s-adorm intr-un final....Ca sa te visez pe tine si sa scap de acest cosmar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De-ai fi tu salcie la mal&lt;br /&gt;M-as face rau la umbra ta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O privire si m-ai dat gata....Mi-ai luat mintile, mi s-a pus pata....Peste tot te vad numai pe tine....Peste tot ma vezi numai pe mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot s-adorm, ma-ntreb de ce n-a mers, ma-ntreb unde am gresit....Mai bine ies, ma plimb pe acolo pe unde tu n-ai venit....Cum poti sa crezi prostii cand eu n-am decat pentru tine ochi....O sa ma faci s-o ard cu doua butelii pe gaz, pline ochi....Astept cu nerabdare sa intri pe mess...Ori m-ai trecut pe invizibil ori tu chiar nu intri des...Da' nu-mi fac griji, stiu ca nu lasi s-aleaga altii in locu' tau....Si stiu ca nu e loc de altii in jocu' tau....D-aia am ramas surprins cand te-am vazut cu altu'....Daca-mi spunea de la-nceput ca-i frac'tu , nu-i mai rupeam capu'...da nu-mi pare rau, de-acum ma chemi pe mine-n ajutor....Sunt chiar aici, dupa perdea, la tine-n dormïtor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-5340277055174272489?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/5340277055174272489/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=5340277055174272489' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/5340277055174272489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/5340277055174272489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/12/maximilian-feat-angelesss-dragoste.html' title='Maximilian feat Angelesss - Dragoste-nebuna'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-724219330657324864</id><published>2008-12-19T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:04:14.571-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iarna de sezon'/><title type='text'>Winter our season</title><content type='html'>Ca tot veni iarna...bine fara zapada...daca i-as cere Mosului si zapada cred ca ar fi cam mult...Am gasit o poezie pe placul meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afara ninge linistit&lt;br /&gt;Si eu citesc o carte,&lt;br /&gt;Cu multa dragoste o fac&lt;br /&gt;Caci vara e aproape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninge totul fără tine,&lt;br /&gt;Imi lipsesti iubire,&lt;br /&gt;O viata-n treaga as da&lt;br /&gt;Doar ca sa fiu cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afara ninge,si totui fara tine&lt;br /&gt;O negura de nepatruns&lt;br /&gt;Of cat imi lipsesti iubire&lt;br /&gt;Caci fulgii cad degeaba fara tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deh poezia se numeste Iubire si m-a inspirat pentru post-ul din seara asta...deci multumesc autorului poeziei..:)) care nu stiu cine e&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-724219330657324864?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/724219330657324864/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=724219330657324864' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/724219330657324864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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o vreme,dar imi dau seama ca am facut foarte rau ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentele se insira simplu in cuvinte,cateodata chiar neintelese...probabil ca am dat preste prea multe melodii in care ma regasesc si cu mesaje prea profunde ca sa ma pot trezi la realitate!Si sincer imi place asa...asa cum sunt...visatoare,pururi indragostita de viata,de iubire si de muzica....O dupa-amiaza prea frumoasa pentru un post plictisitor .... Viata mea de bloger must chainge... Must or should..i don`t know for sure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-294140532577004909?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/294140532577004909/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=294140532577004909' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/294140532577004909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/294140532577004909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/11/zi-de-iarna.html' title='Zi de iarna'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-8165498692413744935</id><published>2008-11-08T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:02:28.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amintiri</title><content type='html'>O simpla conversatie m-a pus pe ganduri ....Trecutul prinde glas...&lt;br /&gt;Imi adus si acum aminte...eram o pustoaica nebuna....si u un vagabont...&lt;br /&gt;Te-am iubit...M-ai iubit....Dar pe urma n-a ramas nimic...&lt;br /&gt;pana acum cand...dupa atatia ani ai dat un semn d viata....&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Suna ciudat,stiu dar amintirile nu poti s mi le iei :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si gata e 8 nov&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;e zi de Sfant azi toti petrecem :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-8165498692413744935?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/8165498692413744935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=8165498692413744935' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/8165498692413744935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/8165498692413744935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/11/amintiri.html' title='Amintiri'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4897822192119650115</id><published>2008-10-25T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:54:23.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitzi pitioanca'/><title type='text'>De seZon</title><content type='html'>Daca tot e sezonul tomana 2008 :) Sezonul balurilor bobocilor... si alte prostii de genu...eu nu am de ce sa vobesc de chestii de genu..Pot sa anunt doar ca voi fi prezenta la Balurile Lahovari,Mircea cel Batran si Energetic din RM Valcea...&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca tot am dat sfat in tara pe unde ma duc s fac prezenta trecem la lucruri serioase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E totusi sfarsit de toamna,in nopatea asta se da ora..si eu tot aiurita am ramas...Am observat mai multe pitipoance decat de obicei si mai multi emoisti decat limita normala in Orasul meu ..Probabil din cauza sezonului reducerilor la lucruri de vara :)) si asa le-a inghetat ultimu neuron si sracele se dau pitzi si emo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca o s ziceti ca am inebunit..Nu am inebunit!Poate chiar am realizat ca sunt normala :) bn poate sunt exceptia ce intareste regula :)&lt;br /&gt;Ar trebuii sa pun niste poze cu fashionul de pe aci :) dar mai asteptati un pik s inceapa soldurile :)) prin River plazza Mall :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ll be back :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4897822192119650115?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/4897822192119650115/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=4897822192119650115' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4897822192119650115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4897822192119650115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/10/de-sezon.html' title='De seZon'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-3949162721599097009</id><published>2008-10-18T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:30:48.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiurea...</title><content type='html'>Canta-mi povestea...sa n-o mai uit nici cum nici cum....&lt;br /&gt;Du-ma aiurea si spune-mi ca nu-ti cer prea mult...&lt;br /&gt;Si las in urma numai fum si scrum...cand tu pleci pe alt drum...&lt;br /&gt;Esti totul pentru mine,Sterge-ti lacrima ce pe obrazul tau se scurge...&lt;br /&gt;Zambeste, crede, iubeste-ma ultima data...&lt;br /&gt;Eu am invatat s-ascult si vreau tot mai mult...Sa imi spui ca norii au trecut cu-adevarat...&lt;br /&gt;Eu am invatat sa cred,am invatat sa sper...Fara dragoste ne indreptam spre nicaieri...&lt;br /&gt;Spui ca m-am schimbat,ca nu mai sunt aceea de care te-ai indragostit...&lt;br /&gt;Dar stai asa ca sa-ti explic...sunt aceea care inca iti spune ca te iubeste...cea care daca nu-mi raspunzi la telefon inebuneste...&lt;br /&gt;Ai in viata meac a 2 gloante in inima...&lt;br /&gt;Si o sa-mi impart viata cu tine...&lt;br /&gt;Suflet greu...&lt;br /&gt;Inca o poveste....&lt;br /&gt;citesc in ochii tai albastri fericire si iubire...&lt;br /&gt;si as munta munti din loc...&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca nu sunt exact asa cum tu ti-ai fi dorit...&lt;br /&gt;sau poate ti-ai fi dorit sa nu ma fi intalnit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-3949162721599097009?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/3949162721599097009/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=3949162721599097009' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3949162721599097009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/3949162721599097009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/10/aiurea.html' title='Aiurea...'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-5488909630175449659</id><published>2008-10-10T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:38:29.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toamna</title><content type='html'>Buna Seara!&lt;br /&gt;De ceva timp n-am mai trecut p aici,dar acum simt atmosfera aceea perfecta!Eu singura acasa,afara intuneric,o melodie superba pe fundal (9 Crimes) iubitu plecat...deci ce as putea face mai bun decat ca scriu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bine recunosc introducerea nu e asa interesanta,dar vroiam s va introduc si pe voi,cititorilor,in Lumea Mea!Daca nu stiti nimic despre ea,nu e nici o problema va veti prinde repede!In Lumea mea totul e simplu,poti face ce vrei,poti iubi,poati zambi,poati  alerga in ploaie,poti visa cu ochii deschisi! so Welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum simt cu adevarat ca e toamna,e o liniste pe strada....e putina ploaie....  e frig si n-am pe cine tine de mana,tamjesc dupa o cana calda ce ceai cu o persoana iubita langa mine ...Imi e dor de diminetile pierdute in pat lenevind....Acum cu scoala imi strica tot somnul meu dulce ,....Deh ce probleme am si eu :) asta e inca mai visez cu ochii deschisi si nu vreau sa ma trezesc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends keep on dreaming.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-5488909630175449659?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/5488909630175449659/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=5488909630175449659' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/5488909630175449659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/5488909630175449659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/10/toamna.html' title='Toamna'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-331220478171024594</id><published>2008-10-03T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:50:49.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubesc'/><title type='text'>Iubesc</title><content type='html'>Poate sa iasa foc si soarele sa arda....Dragostea nu poate sa dispara.... da da...E acolo undeva....Poate sa cada luna sa se inece-n mare.......Viata sa aibe o singura culoare... da da.......Nu-ti pierde dragostea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da acum pot spune ca iubesc!&lt;br /&gt;Respir iubire...Mananc iubire.... va dau la toti si va molipsesc.....:X&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca a trecut doar putin si poate ca e doar o iubire de o clipa,dar pana acum e o iubire sincera de care vreau sa "profit" din plin!&lt;br /&gt;Da,iubesc!Pot sa urlu sus si tare, il iubesc asa e adevarul!&lt;br /&gt;Am fluturi in stomac cand il vad,imi e dor de el la un minut dupa ce ne-am vazut....am sclipirea aia in ochi!Iubesc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti multumesc ca m-ai facut sa zambesc, sa sper,sa visez,sa am incredere si nu in ultimu rand... s ma indragostesc de tine! :X:X:X:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicat Copilului Meu dulce :*:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-331220478171024594?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/331220478171024594/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=331220478171024594' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/331220478171024594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/331220478171024594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/10/iubesc.html' title='Iubesc'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/1701524723862652948/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=1701524723862652948' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1701524723862652948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1701524723862652948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/09/sentiment.html' title='Sentiment'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-432537654660675569</id><published>2008-09-20T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T11:51:37.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iubeste</title><content type='html'>Iubeste BAIATU care iti spune ca esti ''frumosasa'' si nu ''sexy''....&lt;br /&gt;Iubeste baiatul care te suna inapoi, atunci cand tu i-ai inchis telefonul in nas.....&lt;br /&gt;Care sta treaz doar ca sa te priveasca dormind.....&lt;br /&gt;Care te saruta pe frunte......&lt;br /&gt;Care vrea sa te arate lumii chiar dak nu esti aranjatA.....&lt;br /&gt;Caruia ii este indiferent dak pe parcursul anilor te-ai ingrasat sau ai slabit......&lt;br /&gt;Care in prezenta prietenilor te ia de mana.....&lt;br /&gt;Care iti spune mereu ce insemni pentru el si cat de norocos e sa te aiba.....&lt;br /&gt;Iubeste-l pe el, deoarece el te iubeste.....si probabil k.....te va iubi mereu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stii daca ma uit cu atentie la tot ce e scris mai sus....eu eram cea care te sunam dupa ce imi inchideai telefonul in nas....si te pupam p obraz....si pe care nu ma interesa daca esti aranjat sau nu sau daca ai freza facuta sau nu....Eu te iubeam asa cum erai u,cu bune si cu rele si cu vise si cu iluzii,si cu toate obiceiurile tale....si cu antremanetele si cu prietenii tai cu tot....S tii minte ca eu te-am iubit....te iubesc...si te voi iubi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aman2 traim iubind...eu pe tine...si tu pe alta....:-&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-432537654660675569?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/432537654660675569/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=432537654660675569' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/432537654660675569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/432537654660675569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/09/iubeste.html' title='Iubeste'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4734827633070331285</id><published>2008-09-12T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:07:27.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daca'/><title type='text'>Daca ar fi sa fiu....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aproape tot ce ar trebui sa stii despre mine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Incepem frumos...cu ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Daca as fi o litera as fi I,de la numele meu Ioana sau de la Idee....Poate si de la Iluzie....imi place litera I era o sonoritate aparte,da un aceent frumos numelui... deci revenind...Daca as fi o litera as fi I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca ar fi sa fiu o cifra,as fi cifra 7 pentru ca saptamana are 7 zile ...si pana si Alba-ca-Zapada avea 7 pitici...si va trebui sa merg 7 mari si 7 tari ca sa gasesc idealul...plus 7 se intalneste si in ziua nea de nastere 27...2+7=9... 9 cifra perfecta,soara geamana a cifrei 6.... totusi ramane asa: Daca ar fi sa fiu o cifra as fi 7!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca ar fi sa fiu un elemnt al naturii,as fi Apa pentru ca Apa este aproape in orice,deci lumea nu ar exista fara mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un elemet chimic as fi O,Oxigen....ce va-ti face voi fara mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi o tara,as fi Franta,pentru ca as avea si munte si mare,as avea istorie si un aer boem,as avea oameni primitori si desigur multi multi vizitatori!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un oras as fi Barcelona,pentru ca sunt dimanica si acolo m-am simtit ca acasa,pentru ca as avea stradute pline de magazine si de oameni,pentru ca as avea istorie si poate as avea un pic din talentul lui Gaudi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi o forma as fi un cerc...pentru ca cercul nu are margini si nu m-as sparge asa usor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi o zi din saptamana as fi Luni,pentru ca luni are o magie aparte,Luni are dimanism,Luni inseamna inceput!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi o luna a anului as fi Septembrie,un inceput de toamna cu ploi si cu melancolie,cu vise si suparare,cu frunze galbene si iluzii,cu un cer senin si cu putin frig!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un material as fi matase...de fiecare data moale si numai buna de purtat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un instrument muzical as fi o vioara,la care ai puteai canta orice de la melodii fericite la cele triste..si desigur poate as fi o viora din Austria de acolo de la Motzard,poate asa am mai mare priza la public!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi arma mortii, as fi otrava. Pentru ca e discreta si deloc violenta desi fatala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un mijloc de trasport as fi o masina de epoca,asa clasica si care inca se tine bine,apreciata numai de cei culti si daca se poate plimbata prin toata lumea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi o culoare as fi rosu,culoarea pasiunii,culoarea tradafirilor,culoarea sangelui o culoare prezenta aproape peste tot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un fenomen al naturii as fi o ploaie de vara,binevenita dupa o zi calduroasa,de fiecare data scurta dar puternica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un verb as fi verbul A iubi,pnetru ca nimeni nu-i poate da o definitie exacta,fiecare iubeste in felul lui,si desigur as fi un verb destul de des folosit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un substantiv as fi Vis,pentru ca oricine viseaza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un adjectiv as fi frumos,pentru ca exista atatea lucruri frumoase pe lume asta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi un sport as fi inotul,cu toate ca nu il practic,e un sport ca mi se pare elegant si care are si efecte benefice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi o parte a zilei,as fi noaptea pentru ca nopatea e si distractie dar si liniste,e un somn dulce dar si un dans pasional!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi o ora din zi as fi ora 5,pentru ca atunci de obicei rasare soarele,uni de trezesc gata de servici,alti isi continua visul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca as fi o slujba,as fi traducator,as traduce orice din orice limba,as face ceva ce mi-ar placea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daca ar fi sa fiu...as fi eu.... Supradoza DE Vise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4734827633070331285?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/4734827633070331285/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=4734827633070331285' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4734827633070331285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4734827633070331285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/09/daca-ar-fi-sa-fiu.html' title='Daca ar fi sa fiu....'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-6509982530552915184</id><published>2008-09-02T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:01:38.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astazi planuri idei'/><title type='text'>Astazi....</title><content type='html'>Astazi.... a2a zi a luni septembrie... Cu o melodie superba pe fundal si cu o stare mai melancolica m-am apucat sa scriu!Ce? ...Acelasi tampenii din fiecare zi,imia astern gandurile poate asa mai scap de cateva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si revenind la titlu dat... DE ce astazi?Pentru ca astazi am realizat multe...Astazi am realizat k toamna se apropiec cu pasi repezi,ink o toamna trista,ink o toamna singura.... Astazi am hotarat sa ma schimb,Astazi am hotarat sa visez....sa lut pentru ceea ce vreau.... SA incerc sa-ti recastig dragostea! Astazi am zambit...sai m-am simtit bine...si am uitat de mine... Astazi am uitat de lacrimi si de suspine...astazi am invatat ca trebuie sa ma iubesc prima oara pe mine... tot Astazi m-am uitat in oglinda si am avut... ceva...Nu mai sunt pustoaica aia nebuna... Am observat ca m-am aturizat... Ca m-am schimbat si nu numai fizic ci si psihic... Astazi am invatat ca atunci cand pasesc trebuie sa fiu sigura pe mine... Astazi am invatat ca nu trebuie sa las pe nimeni sa-mi fure fericirea... Tot de astazi am hotarat sa omor timpul... Pentru ca m-am saturat ca el sa treaca asa repede...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci astazi a fost si inca mai e o zi mare ... profitati din plin de ea... Asa cum o s fac si eu dupa ce postez...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-6509982530552915184?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/6509982530552915184/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=6509982530552915184' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/6509982530552915184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/6509982530552915184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/09/astazi.html' title='Astazi....'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-139221965378073966</id><published>2008-08-15T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:52:16.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love scrisoare'/><title type='text'>Pentru...ca te.....iubesc</title><content type='html'>Nu voi incepe cu draga iubire...nu de data asta…Acum nu am sa mai pun data,locul...nu voi mai incepe cu dragul meu....&lt;br /&gt;hehe..imi era dor sa scriu.ce?aceleasi lucruri,altele..imi era doar dor….Dor de tine…dor de noi..dor de tot…&lt;br /&gt;Scumpici,asa cum iti ziceam mai sunt 9 zile….si o sa te intorci in tara,si asta cu mn n ma incalzeste cu nimic!Tu,cea mai importanta persoana pentru mine…o sa te intorci la ea!&lt;br /&gt;Stii ce ma doare cel mai mult?Ma doare ca am avut incredere in tine,inainte sa pleci …aveam vise si iluzii si sperante…Credeam k o sa vorbesc cu tine,si ca o sa stiu ce faci,cum te simti,pe unde esti…Dar totul s-a naruit,dupa aproape o luna de cand ai plecat simt ca cerul &lt;a href="http://cade.yahoo.com/" target="_blank"&gt;cade&lt;/a&gt; pe mine,nu stiu de ce ….poate ca nu e nimeni aproape acum langa mine,sau poate pentru ca imi pierd inca timpul gandindu-ma la tine….poate ca nu ma crezi,dar acum cand scriu plang,pentru nenorocitul asta de mail am plans cateva minute bune,mai ascult si o melodie cu feeling…Poate ca ma crezi prosta pentru tot ce fac…Adevarul e ca acum nu mai gandesc cu mintea,acum inima asterne totul…Inca mai am mesajele din iunie,chiar credeam ca se poate rezolva tot,dar vad ca totul a fost si e in zadar!Gandeste-te bine iubire!&lt;br /&gt;Eu m-am saturat de tot,as vrea sa sterg tot trecutul,poate ti-ai fi dorit sa nu ma fi intalnit….e greu,e mult prea greu…mi-e frica de lana ascutita….Stii ce mi-as dorii,mi-as dori ca atunci cand vi in tara sa-mi dai macar un mesaj,pnetru ca eu intr-o luna jumătate m-am saturat sa te caut si sa nu dau de tine…Probabil toti ma cred nebuna ca inca tin la tine,dar asta e adevarul si pot sa urlu sus si tare ca pe tine te iubesc,in intervalul asta am stat cu „iubiti” dar,nici unu nu mi-a sters amintirea ta….Vreau sa te vad,chiar daca de la departare,dar macar sa stiu ca esti bine si fericit!&lt;br /&gt;Stii si acum ma mai uit la imaginile cu tine,inca mai am cateva pe un CD uitat pe la mine prin camera,imi fac mult rau….sunt atatea lucruri care imi aduc aminte de tine…&lt;br /&gt;Scumpici mergi in calea Fericirii tale!Eu atat pot sa-ti promit,eu iti promit ca n-o sa te uit niciodata si ca o sa fiu aici oricand si pentru orice ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[E greu , aproape imposibil sa insir in ordine succesiunea evenimentelor care au dus la ruperea inimii mele in bucati ...]&lt;br /&gt;[Unde ai disparut Iubire ? ... Nu vezi cum sunt eu in lipsa ta ? ... Nu te doare ca nu mai stiu sa zambesc ? De ce ai plecat din viata mea si ai sadit in sufletul meu atatea ploi de lacrimi fierbinti ? Am crezut cu adevarat in tine si tu ... tu cum m-ai rasplatit ?...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iubirii mele ...&lt;br /&gt;cea pe care am pierdut-o&lt;br /&gt;sau&lt;br /&gt;cea care ma asteapta s-o descopar….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu drag ,&lt;br /&gt;un suflet trist ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-139221965378073966?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/139221965378073966/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=139221965378073966' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/139221965378073966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/139221965378073966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/08/pentruca-teiubesc.html' title='Pentru...ca te.....iubesc'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-1034868587274914521</id><published>2008-08-15T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:43:09.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camil Petrescu, "Ultima noapte de dragoste, intaia noapte de razboi"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Iti construiesti casa pt o femeie, cumperi mobile pe care a ales-o ea, iti fixezi deprinderile cum le-a dorit ea. Toate planurile tale de viitor pana la moarte sunt facute pentru doi insi. A plecat de acasa, si esti necontenit ingrijorat sa nu i se intample ceva....Te strapunge ca un stilet orice aluzie despre ea si esti nebun de fericire cand, dupa greutati materiale si umilinte uneori, ai izbutit sa`i faci o surpriza care s-o uimeasca de placere. Ei bine intr-o zi vine femeia aceasta sa-ti spuna ca toate astea trebuie sa inceteze pana maine la ora 11:35, cand pleaca la gara. Femeia crede ca din aceasta simbioza sentimentala, care e Iubirea, poate sa-si ia inapoi numai partea pe care a adus-o ea fara sa faca rau restului. Nici macar un doctor nu are curajul sa desparta corpurile celor nascuti uniti, caci le-ar ucide pe amandoua...... Trebuie sa sti ca si iubirea are riscurile ei, ca cei care se iubesc au drept de viata si de moarte unul asupra celuilalt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-1034868587274914521?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/1034868587274914521/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=1034868587274914521' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1034868587274914521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1034868587274914521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/08/camil-petrescu-ultima-noapte-de.html' title='Camil Petrescu, &quot;Ultima noapte de dragoste, intaia noapte de razboi&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-5405914283346800469</id><published>2008-08-15T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:41:30.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julio Cortazar – Sotron</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Iti ating gura, cu un deget ating coltul gurii tale, ii urmaresc conturul ca si cum as desena-o cu mana mea, ca si cum pentru prima oara gura ti s-ar intredeschide, si mi-e de-ajuns sa inchid ochii pentru a sterge totul si a o lua de la capat, fac sa prinda viata de fiecare data gura pe care o doresc, gura pe care mana mea o alege si ti-o deseneaza pe fata, o gura aleasa dintre toate gurile, cu suverana libertate aleasa de mine ca sa ti-o desenez cu mana mea pe fata, si care printr-un hazard pe care nu incerc sa-l inteleg coincide intrutotul cu gura ta ce zambeste pe sub cea pe care ti-o deseneaza mana mea. Ma privesti, ma privesti de aproape, tot mai de aproape si atunci ne jucam de-a ciclopul, ne privim tot mai de aproape si ochii se maresc, se apropie intre ei, se suprapun, iar ciclopii se privesc, rasufland descumpaniti, gurile se intalnesc si lupta fierbinte, muscandu-se cu buzele, abia sprijinind limba de dinti, zbenguindu-se in lacasele lor unde un aer greu intra si iese insotit de un parfum vechi si de tacere. Atunci mainile mele incearca sa ti se adanceasca in plete, sa-ti mangaie incetisor necuprinsul parului in timp ce ne sarutam de parc-am avea gura plina de flori sau de pesti, de miscari vii, de aroma nedeslusita. Si daca ne muscam, durerea e dulce, si daca ne sufocam intr-o efemera şi cumplita sorbire simultana a respiratiei, moartea aceasta instantanee este frumoasa. Si nu-i decat o singura saliva si un singur gust de fruct parguit, iar eu te simt tremurand lipita de mine precum luna in apa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-5405914283346800469?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/5405914283346800469/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=5405914283346800469' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/5405914283346800469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/5405914283346800469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/08/julio-cortazar-sotron.html' title='Julio Cortazar – Sotron'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-8713757408068086021</id><published>2008-08-15T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:45:21.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gelos poveste adevar dostoievski'/><title type='text'>" Fratii Karamazov"-Dostoievski</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Un gelos e`n stare sa ierte extrem de repede(fireste,dupa o scena foarte dramatica) o tradare mai mult decat evidenta;imbratisarile si sarutarile pe care le`a surprins chiar el,daca in momentul acela poate capata intr`un fel sau altul certitudinea ca s`a intamplat pentru ultima oara,ca din clipa aceea rivalul sau va disparea fara urma...Bineinteles,impacarea nu va dura mai mult de un ceas,deoarece,chiar daca rivalul ar disparea in realitate,a doua zi gelosul va nascoci un altul impotriva caruia se vor indrepta banuielile lui.S`ar parea ca o dragoste asupra careia trebuie sa ai tot timpul ochii atintiti nu`ti poate da nici o satisfactie,ca o iubire pe care esti nevoit s`o pazesti cu atata strasnicie nu reprezinta nimic.Dar tocmai asta n`au sa inteleaga niciodata oamenii cu adevarat gelosi,si printre ei,va rog sa ma credeti,se intampla sa intalnesti suflete pe drept cuvant alese."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-8713757408068086021?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/8713757408068086021/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=8713757408068086021' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/8713757408068086021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/8713757408068086021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/08/fratii-karamazov-dostoievski.html' title='&quot; Fratii Karamazov&quot;-Dostoievski'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-1122065225421023331</id><published>2008-07-18T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T05:12:35.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sinaia pestera piatra arsa drumetie libertate'/><title type='text'>Bucegi 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICHFzLSTEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/N6vVpcqXHUY/s1600-h/Picture+474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224324101456415810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICHFzLSTEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/N6vVpcqXHUY/s400/Picture+474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img1: Vedere de pe balcon...Hotel Pestera(1600)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG6RBGxBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DWpC6OeaXm8/s1600-h/Imag082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323903308350482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG6RBGxBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DWpC6OeaXm8/s400/Imag082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img2: Releul de pe Costila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG6jgz3wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/n1TFr6V8oPE/s1600-h/Imag125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323908273168130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG6jgz3wI/AAAAAAAAAEY/n1TFr6V8oPE/s400/Imag125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img3: Sinaia vazuta de langa Piatra Arsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG6z-TxZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/phyyIr2u3Fw/s1600-h/Imag126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323912691860882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG6z-TxZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/phyyIr2u3Fw/s400/Imag126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img4:Traseu Piatra-Arsa/Sinaia/Cota2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG649YmOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YEQWnBKw1Bw/s1600-h/Imag138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323914030160098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG649YmOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YEQWnBKw1Bw/s400/Imag138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Img5:Sinaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG7LRUgII/AAAAAAAAAEw/D3D8mizUt3w/s1600-h/Imag137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323918945616002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICG7LRUgII/AAAAAAAAAEw/D3D8mizUt3w/s400/Imag137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Img6:Flori de munte! Atentie bate vantul foarte rau pe creasta deci trebuie echipament adegvat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjCEnHMI/AAAAAAAAADo/gO523vP-66c/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323504159530178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjCEnHMI/AAAAAAAAADo/gO523vP-66c/s400/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img7: Parcarea langa Complexul Piatra Arsa...Drumul din fundal (pe unde am venit noi cu masina 4*4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjcQzyrI/AAAAAAAAADw/3XRShikoVUg/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323511190014642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjcQzyrI/AAAAAAAAADw/3XRShikoVUg/s400/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Img8:Piatra arsa vazuta din jnepenis (Pentru mai multe poze sunt amplasate pe Google Earth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjfXQxtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4tOLzvyhnP8/s1600-h/Imag073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323512022386386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjfXQxtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4tOLzvyhnP8/s400/Imag073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Img8: Drumul de pe Pestera la Piatra Arsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjo4-yQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/N_wNVTFEtU0/s1600-h/Imag075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323514579732738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjo4-yQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/N_wNVTFEtU0/s400/Imag075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Img10: Am ajuns la cabana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjoQsNDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pYaXPq378aY/s1600-h/Imag077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224323514410742834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICGjoQsNDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pYaXPq378aY/s400/Imag077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Img11: Ceai bine meritat ....si desigur ciocolata cu Rom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICF6pXQWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/H3TMvXPrZw8/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224322810332076594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICF6pXQWjI/AAAAAAAAADI/H3TMvXPrZw8/s400/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img12: Foc de tabara Piatra Arsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICF61hz53I/AAAAAAAAADQ/yRFwJltBecc/s1600-h/Imag051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224322813597575026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICF61hz53I/AAAAAAAAADQ/yRFwJltBecc/s400/Imag051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img13: Hotel Pestera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICF7PCjROI/AAAAAAAAADY/863u0j5KxeA/s1600-h/Imag040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224322820445783266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICF7PCjROI/AAAAAAAAADY/863u0j5KxeA/s400/Imag040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img14: Piscina interioara a hotelului (incalzita)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICF7JbVNoI/AAAAAAAAADg/-C2Q7qmvzDk/s1600-h/Imag056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224322818939106946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICF7JbVNoI/AAAAAAAAADg/-C2Q7qmvzDk/s400/Imag056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Img 15 : VEdere de pe balconul camerei de la hotel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End: Pentru mai multe informatii Add : prea_dulcE_onutza@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-1122065225421023331?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/1122065225421023331/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=1122065225421023331' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1122065225421023331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1122065225421023331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/07/bucegi-2008.html' title='Bucegi 2008'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SICHFzLSTEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/N6vVpcqXHUY/s72-c/Picture+474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-1022404716598794244</id><published>2008-07-18T03:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T04:53:16.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vara 2008 mamaia constanta sfaturi vacanta insula ovidiu distractie'/><title type='text'>Mamaia 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_Y6bjRfI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DDSrkp-t4g/s1600-h/Imag113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315633728177650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="230" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_Y6bjRfI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DDSrkp-t4g/s200/Imag113.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1.First picture : Apus de pe primul dig de la Mamaia.... "nisipul sa zgarie lin , iar marea sa fie murdara...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_EOss7bI/AAAAAAAAACY/jI5tXJ7rQow/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315278391569842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="166" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_EOss7bI/AAAAAAAAACY/jI5tXJ7rQow/s200/DSC00102.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_EPfihJI/AAAAAAAAACg/VaVjm37aopc/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315278604797074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_EPfihJI/AAAAAAAAACg/VaVjm37aopc/s200/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 2 si 3...: Parc de distractii Mamaia....Numai cei care vor adrenalina si care stau bine cu inima si cu stomacul pot incerca asaceva....:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_EnkbjpI/AAAAAAAAACo/-GHiXhfuMI0/s1600-h/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315285067763346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_EnkbjpI/AAAAAAAAACo/-GHiXhfuMI0/s200/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture 4: Asa arata Marea Neagra dimineata....e foarte limpede si chiar frumoasa.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_EwfYblI/AAAAAAAAACw/TGeyyCVibt4/s1600-h/Picture+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315287462506066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_EwfYblI/AAAAAAAAACw/TGeyyCVibt4/s200/Picture+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 5: Faimoasele paturi care sunt de inchiriat pe plaja cu un milon pe zi...Oare se merita?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_E1voBRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/T8DVuNAs6EY/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315288872813842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_E1voBRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/T8DVuNAs6EY/s200/DSC00108.JPG" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 6: Apus la Mamaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-equqDRI/AAAAAAAAABw/vLE5ZjgscLU/s1600-h/Picture+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314633080933650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-equqDRI/AAAAAAAAABw/vLE5ZjgscLU/s200/Picture+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-e50oNBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KbJ0fNZ1pW4/s1600-h/Picture+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314637132510226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-e50oNBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/KbJ0fNZ1pW4/s200/Picture+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 7 and 8: High-Jump se gaseste pe plaja in dreptul hotelului Perla si cu 20 de RON ai parte de o saritura...care merita...[Ps eu st in poze....si e super sentimentul]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-fAjvBqI/AAAAAAAAACA/u1SIhvSlpBw/s1600-h/Picture+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314638940702370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-fAjvBqI/AAAAAAAAACA/u1SIhvSlpBw/s200/Picture+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 9:Vedere din restaurantul de pe malul marii "LA Balansoar" ( sunt vreo 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-fV3XQyI/AAAAAAAAACI/ntu-iO2dfqE/s1600-h/Picture+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314644660175650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-fV3XQyI/AAAAAAAAACI/ntu-iO2dfqE/s200/Picture+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 10: Eu in Barca ...ne indreptam spre Insula Ovidiu,merita vizitata...si oricum drumul cu barca isi merita banii 50 de RON....[senzatia e super] [Barca se poate inchiria de la cluburile de yahting de pe malul lacului...sau la debarcaderul "Insula Ovidiu" de unde poti lua un vaporas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-fjvXrzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2deTZa0SEuA/s1600-h/Picture+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314648384745266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB-fjvXrzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2deTZa0SEuA/s200/Picture+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture 11:Banana.... 20 de RON de persoana....merita mai ales cand cadeti toti in apa...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB943MtWKI/AAAAAAAAABI/rBLw44Osstc/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224313983593175202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB943MtWKI/AAAAAAAAABI/rBLw44Osstc/s200/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 12: Constanta,la moschee vedere catre port...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB95L--vvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/eZLyxQ8nhY8/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224313989172739826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB95L--vvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/eZLyxQ8nhY8/s200/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 13: Pentru ca nu eram imbracata adecvat pentru a intra in Moschee am primit o haina de la ei...e frumos sa vezi si alte religii cum se comporta....:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB95HmVQqI/AAAAAAAAABY/57-ouGpuBPk/s1600-h/Imag084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224313987995615906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB95HmVQqI/AAAAAAAAABY/57-ouGpuBPk/s200/Imag084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 14: Sloganul meu pentru vara asta...( poza facuta intr-o farmacie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB95b_cViI/AAAAAAAAABg/k9_px-M2OcU/s1600-h/Imag087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224313993469646370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB95b_cViI/AAAAAAAAABg/k9_px-M2OcU/s200/Imag087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 15: Mick-shake pe malul marii....:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB95d3h6wI/AAAAAAAAABo/YgCMKycM7k4/s1600-h/Imag091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224313993973328642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB95d3h6wI/AAAAAAAAABo/YgCMKycM7k4/s200/Imag091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 15 : Poza facuta pe barca :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB9J0O2yWI/AAAAAAAAABA/-kaRNRILa40/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224313175343024482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="308" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB9J0O2yWI/AAAAAAAAABA/-kaRNRILa40/s400/DSC00114.JPG" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture 16 : Casino-ul din Constanta....si eu pierduta pe acolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB8ONR_J-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/yrW2yRD0qbc/s1600-h/Picture+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224312151274891234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="283" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB8ONR_J-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/yrW2yRD0qbc/s400/Picture+141.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture 17 : Apus de pe Dig...( ca sa ajungi acolo mergi pe langa hotel Malibu si pr urma inka 10 min si ajungi) Merita privelistea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End: cateva poze si cateva idei care poate o sa va serveasca in vacanta voastra la Mamaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-1022404716598794244?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/1022404716598794244/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=1022404716598794244' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1022404716598794244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1022404716598794244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/07/mamaia-2008.html' title='Mamaia 2008'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SIB_Y6bjRfI/AAAAAAAAADA/-DDSrkp-t4g/s72-c/Imag113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-2220448800066999004</id><published>2008-07-18T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:47:22.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iubesc</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Iubesc.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natura&lt;br /&gt;arta....pictura...&lt;br /&gt;viata....&lt;br /&gt;armonia&lt;br /&gt;cerul....&lt;br /&gt;muzica....&lt;br /&gt;linsitea....&lt;br /&gt;iubirea.... dragostea....&lt;br /&gt;drumetiile....muntele....aerul curat.....verdele....&lt;br /&gt;statul...dormitul toata ziua...lenevitul....&lt;br /&gt;fotografiatul.... marea.....&lt;br /&gt;curcubeul...&lt;br /&gt;cumparaturile.... lucrurile simple....&lt;br /&gt;zambetul copiilor....&lt;br /&gt;ochii tristi....si expresivi...&lt;br /&gt;masinile....&lt;br /&gt;gandurile nastrusnice.....&lt;br /&gt;scoala...cateodata....&lt;br /&gt;bomboanele....si ciocolata...si prajiturile...&lt;br /&gt;apa plata cu lamaie.... si nestea de piersici....&lt;br /&gt;junkfood...&lt;br /&gt;sa cunosc persoane noi.... iubesc sa stau de vorba cu straini despre lucruri....simple...&lt;br /&gt;cantecele cu feeling...&lt;br /&gt;english....&lt;br /&gt;desenatul.... painting chiar....&lt;br /&gt;creioanele colorate... locurile cu soare....&lt;br /&gt;persoanele puternice...&lt;br /&gt;frunzele...&lt;br /&gt;rosul...&lt;br /&gt;mersul.... asa fara nicio tinta....&lt;br /&gt;rasul...glumele....bancurile...persoanele cu umor...&lt;br /&gt;povestile triste....&lt;br /&gt;oameni calculati...&lt;br /&gt;planurile perfecte...&lt;br /&gt;iubesc oamenii cu defecte...care si le si recunosc...&lt;br /&gt;merele...si strugurii...si rodiile...&lt;br /&gt;soarele... plaja....si apusul....&lt;br /&gt;o persoana speciala *E cu tot ce face&lt;br /&gt;sa mi se spuna ce e bine si ce e rau&lt;br /&gt;sa fiu admirata&lt;br /&gt;si criticata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc multe lucruri....Iubesc TOT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-2220448800066999004?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/2220448800066999004/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=2220448800066999004' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2220448800066999004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/2220448800066999004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/07/iubesc.html' title='Iubesc'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4890120717199965418</id><published>2008-07-09T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:57:47.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>de ce inca te iubesc...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SHTt_1mpuwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OGFF4zpYQCs/s1600-h/Picture+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221059549005986562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SHTt_1mpuwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OGFF4zpYQCs/s400/Picture+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pentru ca avem o melodie care imi aducea aminte de tine-pentru ca ma faceai mereu sa rad-pentru ca atunci cand eram trista si iti dadeam mesaj si imi raspundeai-pentru ca nu barfesti-pentru ca nu te laudai decat ca un copil mic-pentru ca ma enervai enorm cand aveai dreptate-pentru ca esti special-pentru ca imi ascultai toate aberatiile si prostiile care imi treceau prin cap-pentru ca ma tachinai dimineata-pentru ca iti pasa daca sunt bine sau daca mi-e rau, daca am ajuns acasa bine dupa ce am baut prea mult sau daca sunt deprimata-pentru ca atunci cand ma saruti ma faci sa zbor-pentru ca stii exact ce imi place si ce nu-pentru ca ne completam-pentru ca imi pot imagina viata si peste 40 de ani cu tine-pentru ca ne distram si daca suntem doar noi doi-pentru ca cele mai fericite si speciale zile din viata mea le-am petrecut cu tine-pentru ca mereu zambesc, cand stau cu ochii in tavan, si ma gandesc la "noi"-pentru ca de fiecare data cand vad un film de dragoste sau ascult o melodie frumoasa ma gandesc la tine-pentru ca as vrea sa fi langa mine de fiecare data cand mi se intampla un lucru bun sau de fiecare data cand sunt trista-pentru ca am nevoie de tine dimineata-pentru ca ma faci sa trec prin 100 de stari odata cand esti langa mine.....-pentru ca nimeni nu mai e ca tine....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4890120717199965418?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/4890120717199965418/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=4890120717199965418' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4890120717199965418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4890120717199965418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/07/de-ce-inca-te-iubesc.html' title='de ce inca te iubesc...'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SHTt_1mpuwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OGFF4zpYQCs/s72-c/Picture+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-327867781222371272</id><published>2008-06-15T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T06:11:33.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De la el...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SFUU-__HeBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/h0ibWCXNjm8/s1600-h/arkhee-tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212095216311826450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SFUU-__HeBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/h0ibWCXNjm8/s400/arkhee-tears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Impiedicandu-ma m-am dezechilibrat si am cazut din nou p ganduriAm luat un pix si-o foaie si-am inceput sa scriu niste randuriMa gandeam cum ar fi viata fara ea, oare sunt sortit sa fiu indragostit Sau e doar in mintea mea...Oricum cu ganduri despre ea mi-am umplut agendaCand rasfoiesc sa vad unde-am ramas dau mereu peste amendaPe care-am luat-o pentru iubire depasitaRiscam sa fac accident si sa raman cu inima zdrobitaTraiesc fiecare clipa cu gandul la ea si probabil Sa-mi continui drumul fara ea in gand as fi incapabilNu vreau sa depind de nimeni dar fara ea simt ca pierMa vad mereu intr-un loc pustiu unde incep sa zbierAs vrea sa ma lepad de dragostea pe care io portMa simt dominat de sentiment si simt ca nu mai suport Dar imi dau seama ca o iubesc si n-am sa reusescO vad, ii zambesc dar nu pot sa-i spun ce gandescCum sa te am?Cand peste tot in jurul meu e doar lumina, Iar intunericul sunt euCum sa te am?Cand peste tot in jurul meu e doar lumina...De-as avea inima de piatra tu ai fi tigrul ce sfarama pietreleGasesti doar cheia ce le deschide oamenilor sufleteleImi blestem zilele caci detin un destin durEu sunt pionul negru, tu regina alba, putine sanse sa te furTu esti cerul, eu sunt pamantul, ca doi magneti cand se respingSunt cu mult sub tine, ma intind, dar sunt putine sanse sa te atingSau poate ca eu sunt cerul, ca-s putin aerian cand vine vorba de tineSi desi eu radiez ca soarele tu tot nu te uiti la mineTot tu esti cea ce radiaza facand concurenta la soareAcum orgoliul meu se zbate caci e calcat in picioarePe unde te duci ti se arunca numai zambetePoate sunt o moneda caci m-ai putea juca pe degeteEsti o scumpa, fapt pentru care nu pot permite a te obtineImi pui sechestru pe gand caci nu-mi pot lua gandul de la tineEsti persoana ce ma face sa mor a avea un viitor langa eaFac eu pe zmeul, dar tu esti vantul, fara tine nu m-as putea ïnalta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-327867781222371272?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/327867781222371272/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=327867781222371272' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/327867781222371272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/327867781222371272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-la-el.html' title='De la el...'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SFUU-__HeBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/h0ibWCXNjm8/s72-c/arkhee-tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-1143257539989131741</id><published>2008-06-12T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:15:46.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my mail to he...</title><content type='html'>nici nu stiu cum sa incep...e destul d greu..pt inceput ma bucur ca poate vei citi acest mail si poate vei intelege ceva din el...Sigur ti se va parea enervant sau patetic sau jalnic ca ti-am scris....&lt;br /&gt;Prind curaj si incerc sa-ti explic ce simt,vroiam sa-ti spun ceva ce nu ti-am mai spus d mult timp ce nu am demonstrat niciodata... adik k TE IUBESC si o sa-ti duc lipsa mai bn zis deja itzi duc lipsa mi-e dor sa ma certi mi-e dor sa-mi zici ce e bn si ce e rau...in orice caz mi-e dor d tn...Sigur ti se va parea ciudat tot ce zic..poa k nu am aratat cat de mult tin la tn...Dar toate astea nu mai conteaza acum u esti fericit ku Ea si eu nu mai am ce cauta in viata ta am inteles de mult chestia asta dar pana acum nu m-am impacat cu idea...N-o sa te mai caut atata timp cat u nu vrei,n-o sa-ti mai dau nici un msg,n-o s te mai stresez,n-o sa te caut mai bn zis n-o sa exist pt tn....o sa uit nr tau d tel si tot ce are legatura de prezent....Amintirile vor ramane oricand n-o s mi le poata sterge nimeni din minte...Visele sau iluzia de a mai vb ku tn o sa se naruie cu acest patetic mail ....&lt;br /&gt;Eu atat vreau sa-ti spun k eu oricand voi fi aici pt tn,chiar dak u n vrei s mai ai nici o tangenta cu mine,cu oricine ai sta orice ai face...eu tot o s te iubesc...dar nici macar u nu itzi vei da seama cat o s sufar,stiu am facut multe greseli,multe promisiuni de care nu m-am tinut....Dar eu atat iti spun jur ca nu te mai caut pana nu ma cauti u (adica niciodata) dar dupa cum am mai spus eu voi fi aici oricand....vreau doar sa-ti multumesc pt anumite momente f frumoase,itzi multumesc k m-ai pus p ganduri si ca m-ai facuut sa ma schimb....&lt;br /&gt;Fi fericit eu ea vreau doar atat : sa ma ierti pt tot ce ti-am facut ,iarta-ma ca nu am stiut sa te iubesc si sa te fac fericit .....Sa ai o viata frumoasa,Sa fiu iubit pt ca meriti,Sa lupti pt ceea ce simti, sa fi totdeauna cu zambetul pe buze , sa ti se indeplineasca toate dorintele, sa nu uiti sa visezi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc .....si renunt la tn k sa fi fericit....:-&lt; Adio pt totdeauna...pt k stiu k u niciodata n-o s t mai intorci ma mine niciodata......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-1143257539989131741?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/1143257539989131741/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=1143257539989131741' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1143257539989131741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/1143257539989131741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-mail-to-he.html' title='my mail to he...'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-730074603327878480</id><published>2008-06-11T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:17:48.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un zambet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SFAIoVjC1jI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dIAUUB1mnQY/s1600-h/Picture+398.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210674257939584562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SFAIoVjC1jI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dIAUUB1mnQY/s400/Picture+398.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Un zambet nu costa nimic... Dar pretuieste mult. Ii imbogateste pe cei ce-l primesc Fara sa-i saraceasca pe cei ce-l dau. Dureaza numai o clipa Dar amintirea lui poate dura o vesnicie. Produce fericire in camin, Confirma loialitate intre prieteni. Este odihna pentru cel obosit, Lumina pentru cel descurajat, Mangaiere pentru cel trist. Imprumutat, cumparat,Silit sau furat nu are valoare,Decat in momentul in care il daruim altora. Este asa de frumos!! Intotdeauna da pentru dusmani iertare,Pentru vecin ingaduinta, Pentru prieteni da inima ta... Pentru toti oamenii da bunatate!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-730074603327878480?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/730074603327878480/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=730074603327878480' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/730074603327878480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/730074603327878480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/06/un-zambet.html' title='Un zambet...'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SFAIoVjC1jI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dIAUUB1mnQY/s72-c/Picture+398.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144510217379810230.post-4552300313023853427</id><published>2008-06-11T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:34:37.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SE_99FjC1gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OuXdTT0xDNs/s1600-h/Imag043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210662519793964546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SE_99FjC1gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OuXdTT0xDNs/s400/Imag043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......Te privesc cu sila nu-mi provoci decat mila...plangi incontinuu si spui ca doar tu esti de vina......stiu dar e putin cam tarziu..nici eu nu sunt asa cum vreau sa fiu...mereu beaat...mereu pusa p scandal...dar cine darq m-a facut sa ajung in asa hal..? ma suni si-mi spui ca ma iubesti asa cum sunt....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......sincer si eu te-as mai iubi din cand in cand...nu pot sa te iert...nu pot sa te aceept...nu te mai suport...nu vezi cum ma comport.......urasc o luma intreaga numai din cauza ta.....urasc orice barbat te vad pe tine in el....credeam in tine mai mult decat in mine....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......si ti-am dat tot dar tot n-a fost de ajuns dar pentru tine....spune-mi daca nu vezi in mine nimic care sa-ti placa de ce vi mereu cu aceasi fata de .... te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc.... si la sfarsit... te urasc te urasc te urasc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......&lt;strong&gt;spune-mi daca daca daca n-ai vazut nimic in mine care sa-ti placa de ce m-ai iubit in trecut de ce m-ai dorit atat de mult....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....Acum esti singur dar tu ai vrut aja....ramai cu prietenii tai si familia ta......tu ai ales cu cine vrei sa fii.......eu am ales inca din prima zi......si stii ca n-o sa poti sa ma desparte de ei....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......si stii ca eu nu pot fara alti barbati....si stii ca pt asata nu imi pare rau.....a fost o vreme cand eram doar al tau.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....n-o sa mai simt pt altu ce am simt pt tn.....am invatat ca dupa altu tot un altu vine.....&lt;strong&gt;acelasi reprici acelasi te iubesc,acelasi mi-e dor de tine te doresc...mai mutl decat orice atunci de ce ai distrus tot ce a fost intre noi s-a dus nu te mai vreau inapoi&lt;/strong&gt;......ti-am mai spus...ti-am mai spus....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144510217379810230-4552300313023853427?l=ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/feeds/4552300313023853427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144510217379810230&amp;postID=4552300313023853427' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4552300313023853427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144510217379810230/posts/default/4552300313023853427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerasha0ta.blogspot.com/2008/06/daca.html' title='Daca'/><author><name>Johanna_vonR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11804708006550123206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SVPXs2T9-QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/8Yirmrf3UTU/S220/Imag015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cm1Oep71BmA/SE_99FjC1gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OuXdTT0xDNs/s72-c/Imag043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
